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- VOLUME I.
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st atucu. Lorn.
0«i 4 owe Sa» smifl wild lo»m playla*—
» Ml aevese-tee 4M«M for Mi. -
tn Ur brisk! strseni. by whom tank M n> Mny.
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Leaflet So hath, -tat tta boy eoaM aot rwtm.
B. TwatoaM bto fool tn a Mallow hard by,
«tan <M aywpb at tta atraaa. with atarp ssocklaa
«7.
Ita '•Cnpid. Mat dabhta ba caauotm or boM,
Jump ta, or tarp oat,
U yoo 4*l»Ws no doata
Ywrtl (O tinea w® a eoocb,
And tta Italaa wIU soofl- . .
rar tta very wont thtay la for tova to taka ooM. "
CapM, fca tauntad. Jampad la, nothing daunt~d
“ Wrb *m" raid I*s nympti to tta boy;
"Ones Otar band and aon, boy, away with you
foam
Tta wilder tta ylunce, »b, the brighter the Joy I
lor"* thia Jaaaoo, tweet Cupid, t, lo<k,
kith yowr dear UtU« wings, too—l'm euro you're
kah whom. th, SMlkbW
Tta oymph aald to hlir.
•• 0000 o'er bawd and taro,
A war with your feara,
For loro Barer ainko when detennlnad to rwtm! "
‘JEF"
*rOR love or him.
“I,” cried Haikhe Winiitaniey,, pit
eously, “la harden to my husbaqd ?
Oh, Sandhi I gfiantlla ' lot pity's sake
don't say that I" *
It wan tba day fallowing the family
hegira—that moat dismal, doleful and
lAtotacabte of days, when the torflti
was pfted up fa’faw 'kc'hoing and uni-ur
peted pictures turned blankly
with their faeea to thrwflUs, the yaiwn
ing chimney-piocre featitartd Os crack
ling flames, while the dreary spring rain
beat with a mourn
ful and mouotonoiiH sound.
At the back of the little farm house
the gnarled apple trees were striving to
hroek bad.and blossom, ami a
few faint-colored spring flowers lifted
their golden beads above the grant and
dead leaves, while at the front the rest
less billows of the Atlantic, tortured by
the moaning wind, flung their fringes
of foam high up on the shores, flight* of
san-birds eddlied overhead, and tho low
banging reach of leaden clouds shut out
the misty shimmer of tho horizon.
Haddie had wandered about the house
all day wrappped in a’ehawl, 10-*king
about as forlorn as the daffodil" an<l jon
quils ontaide, in the vain endeavor to
find some habitable nook oroorm-r where
she could pore over her (took.
She felt herself ill-uaod in tho extrem
es! degree, thisaunny-hairod, roee-lipped
human fairy, m that all was not mad
smooth and easy to her little foot.
She hail married Carlos Winstanley
three months ago, supposing that she was
entering into a human Eden through
the golden circlet of the wedding ring
and the bowcry archas of tho orange bios
soma ; and hero, lo and behold ! he had
failed ; the pretty little house in Park
Terrace had been sold, with its antique
furniture, its bric-a-brac and roee- lined
curtains, and here and there they were
banished for the rent of their lives to the
dismal, one-storied farm-house, the sole
relic of Carlo* Winatanley’a scattered
fortune 1
“ It isn't like a city house,'' said the
young man, cheerily ; " but I’ve always
had a sort of loving for a farm life, and
we can be just as happy here as if it
were a palace ■ can't we, Haddie ? ”
And Haddie, with a half-frightened
glance at the restlees waves of the At
lantic and the gronpe of cedars writhing
in the blast, clung to his shoulder and
whispered:
’•Yea. But,” she added with quiver
®« HP. “it will be very lonely, won't
tt»"
" Sarella is coming to stay with us and
help get settled," said Winstanley.
“ Why, what could such a butterfly as
you do with all this confusion ? "
Haddie said nothing. She could
hardly tell her husband how much she
feared and disliked his stern maiden
sister, who stood up so straight, and
•ore her iron-gray nair twisted up into
• tight knot at the back of her head, in
•a inexorable fashion, which made Had
die feel as if her gold frizzes and braids
•ere vanity and vexation of spirit, in
<h*d; and had away of looking over
and beyond her, as if she (Haddie) were
•f no account whatever.
But Sarella was needed, and she came,
just as she would have oom>> to nurs»- »
woumk d soldier, or keep watch over s
household of meaelre. or scarlet fever.
°r undertake any other difficult or thank-
Usatask.
And, upon thia rainy day, Sarella went
backward and forward, and looked with
■ sret of contempt<>' >u. pity st the poor
bttte wife, wrapped m her fleecy white
■haw) with a rose in her butr *
book tn bar hand.
“ Dear me, Harrietshe had cried
Mt, abtu at last her steudw Uutad «f
Columbia
patience was quite exhausted ; “ why
don’t yon do something ?"
What shall I do?" said Haddie, pit
eously.
“ I'm sure there's enough to lie done."
said the rigid cider sister. “ CanTyou
turn and sew that piece of 'carpet to fit
the han?"
“ 1 never did such a thing in my life,'*
said Hwhite, eying the heap of carjiet
mg as if it had been a wild beast ready
to spring at her. “I don't flank I
could sew anything so big and heavy.”
" There's all tho china to be washed
and sorted on the shelves,” suggested
Sarella grimly.
“ I should be sure to break it,” fal
tered Haddie. ,
“Thecurtains arc all ready to be
tacked up to the west-room windows,”
raid Sarella, looking arou jl lor a tack
luoumer.
“Oh, I couldn't do that," said Hsd
die, more frightened than ever. “I
should be sure to turn giddy on top of
that stepvladde?."
Sarella looked disdainfully at her
lieautifuYlittle sister-in-law.
“I wonder what you are good for,"
said she, sharply.
Haddie hung her head, flushed ecar
let, and said nothing.
“For all I can see,” severely went on
Sarella, “my big brother might as well
have married a big wax doll. It was vll
very well so long as he was a merchant
in receipt of a big income. But now
goodness me, what sort of a fanner's
wife do you suppose you will make ? ”
“ 1 don't know," confessed Haddie,
feeling herself arraigned before a sort of
cviixolidated impiihition.
“ Do you know anything about but
_ter nud cheese ?” demanded Bare!la, re
lentlessly.
“No!”
“ Did you ever make up a batch of
bn'iul? or pies? or cake?” sternly pur
sued this iron-hearted catechist.
“No,' 1 whispered Huddle.
“Can you ent and fit your own Keu-
Mtigton stitch ?”
•' I can make the Kensington stitch
in antique lace, if that's what you
mean."
“ Antique lace I Kensington stitch !"
echoed Sarella, in withering acorn,
‘'(’nn you make your husband'ii shirts?"
"He buys them ready-made,” fal
tered Htoidie. “At least he always
<lid,”
“Humph!” said Sarella, “I sup
]>osc, now, you couldn't clean Imuse, or
wash up the curtains, or make a lot of
currant jelly, to save your life ?"
“ No," said Haddie, with a trembling
voice, “I'm afraid I couldn't.”
“ Yon are nothing more nor leai than
a burden to your husliand," said Sarella,
with the air of a Judge pronouncing ;
sentence of doom. “ You’re no more .
fit to be married than yonder white
kitten. And I pity Curios from the
very bottom of my heart, that f do I”
And, thus speaking, Sarella picked up
the whitewash brush and stalked away,
w hile poor little Haddie wailed out the
lieseecliiug wonls with which our story
commences.
“ Oh, Harella, dear Sarella 1 ” site
pleaded, “Hl try to do my best.”
“ Your liest 1" repeated Sarella. “And
what does that amount to? You're a
100-pound weight around his neck—a
blight upon his future—that's what you
are ! ”
And she whisked into the kitchen,
wliile Haddie ran up stairs to the garret
to have a good cry.
Hadilie was very sad and penaivo fora
<lay or two. Carlos looked at her piti
fully, afraid to ask if she were discon
tented in her new home, for he knew
well that he had none other to osier her. j
Sarella sniffed st her selfish inefficiency,
and the very scrubbing woman pnt or.
airs, while Betsey Baker, a neighbor,
who came into help with tbs “settling,''
caught the popular tune, and said,
loftily:
"Please, Mrs. Wmstanley. stand out
of the way while we're s-stretehing
thia carjiet, and don't bender us es ye
can't help uk ! ”
At the end of the third day of domes
tic saturnalia, when Carlos Wmstanley
came home, Haddia was nowhere to I*
found, and on her cushion was pinned
the following note:
DBAS CSMXW.I Don't be vexed, but I have
(tone away to Stay with Aunt Doreae button un
til 11k- Bxch farm n aettM. I don t arecn to
b« of much nee to anybody, and per bare Haralla
will get along better without me. Affection
ately your wife,
“There’” »aid Sarella to Betaey
Baker. “ Didn't I tell you so? She a
to levy she can't bear to see other folks
work! And I don't know whstwrer Car
-I<w au thinking of when ha married her
instead of Rosanna Martin, who took
Uw first prise br ’* a < * ke l *‘ e
Devoted the Interests of Columbia County and the State of Georgia.
HARLEM.. GEORGIA, TUESDAY, OCTOBER 18, 1881.
coqpky fair, and has got a cheat fuff es
limm ami bedquilts at huam-.”
But she did not express herself thus
plainly to Cartas, when he asked her,
wistftilly, if she knew why Haddie had
gone away.
“ I think she's sick of farms and faim
work," said Sarella, pursing up her lips.
“I think, Carlos, she's like the little
lortulaocas in the garden outside, that
only blossom when the sun shines. ”
And Carlos was more wretched than
ever, fancying that he had darkened his
young wife's life, and dragged her down
into poverty with him
"Bhe will come back to ma when she
chooses," he said, aadiy. “I shall not
go after her."
And he grew paler, colder and more
silent as ho went about the duties of the
farm ; and Sarella, to nee her owa ex
presaiou, “ flew around as lively as a
cricket,” aud put things into the noateat
of order.
“ We’re better off without Harriet
than with her, it's my opinion,” said
she to herself. “A china doll of a worn
i an, only fit to be waited on and made
much of, Ido think Carlos was craay
' when he married her."
< At the month's eml, however, llmkUo
' came back, aud fluttered down the lilac
i shaded garden walk to meet her hue
! bawd, like a bird, as he returned from
I his day’s work.
“Oh, Carlos I Carlos I " sho cried; “I
am so glad to bo hero again ! '*
“Little one,” he asked, almost re
proachfully, “ why did you leave me? ”
“ I have been at school,” said Haddie,
radiantly, “I have I>een learning—my
profession. Oh 1 Carlos, you can never
tell how awkward and helpless I felt
here, in my own house, kuowi ig th»t I
wm as ignorant as a child of all flio
thinjpi I needed most to comprehend.
' I love so dearly—and I Mt so
; unworthy of you--so unable to help you
5 in your sore need as a wife should help
. her husband. Barclla dnapitied my ig
iuorrtnee—the very servants looked down 1
j on me as a helpless doll ; and they w.-re '
right. But they shall never do sonny j
i more, for I’ve learned to be a house- ,
i kvtqn-t- at last—Aunt Dor»=as has tau/hl ■
I mi- everything. I enn make butter like j
gold, aud clioesc that . veil Sarella will •
1 not criticise. I sliall prepare you sooie !
strawberry shortcake to-morrow, aud uiy
j bread and biscuits are iu> tight and as
white as swai '->wn ; nud I’ve made yon
j a shirt, Carlos, all by myself, aud Aunt |
' Dorcas says I needn't be aslnimed of it; .
i and I can wnsh and iron, and clour- '
j starch as well as cvc.l old Cld<ui did
when I was a girl at home.”
“ Haddie I Haddie I” he cried. " Why
did you do thia ? ”
“ For love of you,” she answered,
I simply; “to be to you what a wife
should lie to her husband. You needn't
think I am going to settle down into
a common drudge, Carlos. I like
Shaks]>exre aud tho Kensington stitch
as well as ever. But a fanner's wife
should not lie blind and helpleaa at tho
hnul of her own household, aud I am |
thankful that I have learned to do all
three things.”
“You are an angel, Haddie ! ’’ he said,
earnestly.
“lam only your true, loving little .
wife,” the answered, hiding her taoo on s
his breast.
Harella needed to stay at the Beach
farm no longer’; Betsey Baker was dis
missed, aud Haddie took her place at
the helm, and of all happy, efficient,
stirring farmers' wives Mrs. Winatauley i
hors sway ths palm.
“ I never supposed there was so much !
in her,” said Harella. “Carlos ooulilu’t
have made a better choice if he had
tnod tor a year.”
"It does beat all." said Betaey Baker.
“ *
rmirrttir dialkct.
Ktanaft thieves there is s distinct clssa
of slang which is in quite common use.
They denominate s sentence of imprison
ment ss "air and exercise,” and call a j
drunk a "ball.” A penitentiary is known (
as a " boarding-school," smt s surgeon i
is termed s “ bone-setter." Money is |
known among them as "chink,” and a 1
policeman as a “cop." “ Darbies” are i
hand-cuSs; “earth bath" is a grave, :
; and “eternity-box" is the proper name
for a coffin. Hemp is denominate I
• neck-weed a alungahot is called a
! “ nel.iy,” while the head is known as
1 the " dimple.”
When a man dies he is said to have
“croaked,” and when he is buried be is
♦aid to have been " put to bed with a
I shovel."
By means of this slang Um* thieves ol
, various countries can talk to each otto r
undsotandingly, although ignorant of
the language of the oounlrv ta which
they hsppeu to be
PLEASAJfTRIRA.
An Albany woman woke her husband
during a storm and said: “I do wish you
would stop snoring, for I want to hear it
thunder."
It is cruelty to cast your bread upon
the waters if the bread is sour and
heavy. It might giye the fishes ths
dyspepaiA.
Whin ths l>old Highlander went
courting he tersely introduced himself:
“Ann Saxon, I am Roderick Dhu." Ann
replied, “Dhu tell I ”
It isn't because a woman is exactly
afraid us "a cow that she runs away and
screams. It-is because gored dresses
are not faaliionablc.
Wubn a New Orleans man wanted his
picture in au heroic attitude, the artist
painted tarn in the act of refusing to
dnnk.— llotton Trantoript,
A rorxo lady wrote some verses for a
paper about her birthday and headed
them “ May 30th." It almost made her
hair turn gray whan it appeared ta
print, “My 80th.”
“ You don’t know bow it patas me to
punish you," aaid the teacher. “I
gness there's the most pain at my end
of tho stick," replied the boy. "*T any
rate, I’d bo willing to swap."
Bailkt aays : “What men call acci
dents is God's ewn part," but it is hard
to convince a man of this when he steps
down a step that he didn't know was
there and bunts a jast corn. Ho thinks it
that other party's part.
“ It's a tang way from thia world to
the next,” said a dying man to a friend
who stissl at his bedside. “Oh, never
mind, my dear fellow," answered the
friend, consolingly, “ you'll have it all
dowu hili’’
Hi loitar*d at U>« fMUval,
A ta hit fi*L
A wiaby-waahy Baid briramad
The marge hie Mplata klaaad.
Quoth hr, “ I wlah that I oouid get
A pair of trnueare made
For euniruer wear at lldn as thia
CnuaumpUre lemonade.
•<>»/ < Dtrvirk .
“ Hai.coa 1 Bob, how are you?” Bob,
who had been m jail for del.* for some
months peat, answered: “Very well,
thank you ; but I have been in trouble,
you know ?” “ What trouble ailed you?"
“A trouble parsed to durance. ”
A voitno lu.lv who was doing the Alps
reported progress to her guardian : " J
tried to climb the Mattsrhorn ; didn't
reach tho top. It’s aleunlly high—
everything is high in this country.
Please rend me some money."
1 s.is Ita rile, pmuteroaa fly
That will u*t lai Ila
Wtan I would take n>y morning nag
1 tqulru. about aud try lo alap
That fly.
But I
But alap my fare lu vain a.laropt
To k'Jl Ita wrstelu
An alleged poet aays that violets are
“heavenly gems on Nature's polonaise,"
and we presume on tho same plan it
may be said flat white turnqis are the
buttons on Nature's negro-minstrel
duster. ,
“I'vu five cent* left,” said a loafer,
"so I'll buy a paper with them.” “What
jiaper do yon buy?" said a friend, cu
rious to loam the literary taste of his
aeqnaintauco. “A paper of tolxoeo,"
replied tbs loafer,
a rtivatH ur avutxcK.
I take about half a pint of recttfle.l
spirit and mix with it a few drops oi
coloring solution aud concentrated es
sence of brandy, that is the brandy flavor
prejwred by the druggist, anil by brisk
agitation the mixture acquires tho ap
pearance of cognac. You like a little
isad ? Very well ; I add a little out of
this vial, a preparation of nitro-lienzoin,
or artificial oil of bitter almonds. Now,
sz 1 pour it out the tailibles remain for
some tune at the top. However, it does
not taste npe or full-bodied yet, so I sdd
s few drops of s preparation principally
.xnnpoeed of glycerine aud called by the
trade “ age and body.” Another good
shake, ami all I need is a label certify
ing that the article is “ 10-year-old
cognac brandy," and there you have my
brandy ready for the market. Os course
the ex|>eriment has been a very hasty
one. 1 simply intended Ui show you the
principle. In practice aloul half a
pound of each of the suostanoes I have
just made use of would be added to forty
gallons of rectified spirits, and a very
respectable and by no m.-ane injurious
brandy is the result. In )>rief, the
adulteration of snintuous liquids, that
is, the artificial }«odiiction in a few
hours by chemi .-al pt.giess <d s similar
result to that attained by nature in flw
course of months, or even years, Uta
every claim to be regarded ss a triumph
science.— I>r. •*» Philadfl-
pAta Pntt,
rti»MW»nrtni!fi fahm-hovak.
People who live near the great thor
oughfares, where they have aceeaa to
two or three dailies and a half doaen
weeklies, do not fully appreciate the
value of a newspaper. They come, in
deed, to look upon them as necessities,
and they would as cheerfully do without
thstr morning meal as their morning
mail. But one must be far off ta the
country, remote from “the maddeuing
crowd," to realise the full luxury of a
nawspajier. The farmer who receives
but one paper a week does not glance
over ita columns hurriedly, with au air
of impatieueo, as does your merchant or
lawyer. He begins with the iwiginntag
and reads to the close, not jiermittiug a
news item or an advertisement to eaca|ie
his eye. Then it has to be thumbcl by
every member of the family, each one
looking for things in which he or sho is
most interested. The grown-up daugh
ter looks for the marriage notioee, and is
delighted if the editor has treated
them to a love story. The aon who is
just about to engage in fanning, with
an enthusiasm that will carry him far
in advance of Ina father, reads all the
crop reports and lisa a keen eye for hints
alsmt improved m.xioe of culture. The
younger members of the family come in
for the smuauig suecdotes and eenqm of
tun. All took forward to tho day that
ahall bring ths paper with tho liveliest
interest, and if by some unlucky chance
it fails to oomo it is s bitter disappoint
ment. One can hardly estimate the
amount of information which a jiaper that
is not only read but studied can carry into
a family. They have, week by weak,
spread liefore their mental viaion a pan
orama of the busy world, ita fluctuations
and ita vast concerns. It is tho )x>or
man's library, and furnishes ns much
mental food as ho has time to consume
and digest. No one who has observed
how much those who aro far away from
the planes where men moat congregate
value their weekly paper can fail to
join in invoking a blessiug on the in.
veiitor of thia meana of ititeliaetaal <ui
joymont.—Crdar Itapida /lepublican.
OAKUIIt MH*. I.AFtTTK.
The death of Mrs. Igifitte, the
.laughter nt U>» late Commodore Van
derbilt, in Pans, calls to mind some ]>e
cnlinritiea of that truthful wouuui.
Her first husband waa a favorite of
her father, aud when he was atrickou
with eonnimptioii old Vanderbilt felt
woj-sc than his daughter about it. He
sent the pair down to Florida nndcr the
care of a Mi. Ijsl'itte, ami Mrs. Barker
took a great fancy to tho gentleman—a
fancy the sick huabaud was not slow in
discovering.
"Well, madiiruc,” ho said ono morn
ing, “ where have you been this hour ?”
" Walking witli your raccessor,” an
swered the Ixild lady.
Aud then and there she told him that
a-. Ins complaint was jironounced incur
able—and she disliked a lengthy willow
hood—she had selected Mr. Lafitte as
her H.xvmd husband.
The sick man wrote jswt haste to pa
in-law, who was greatly lticense.l, but
Ivefore sny actual steps could be taken
the widow and her prospective husband
were bringing poor No. 1 home to bury
decently in the family lot. Then in u
vi’ty short time—a matter of weeks—
the lady Is-came Mme. Lafitte, ami
went off to live in Pans.
Old Vunilerbilt stuck to his dislike ;
he left •MM),OOi) to Maiiame, st her
death to revert to the children by the
that huslmnd. Ho Monateur Lafitte was
not |>ecnntarily ticneflted by his con
nection with the millionaire's family.—
■Vfiz York letter.
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NUMBER 44.
rn» nro rnans of cAt.iFoaunA.
Tlie Big Trees of Calaveras and Mari
jioaa countiea, fii California, belong to
the same genua as the common redwood.
This giant of the Sierras is not a hand
some tree, either when young or sgvH ;
the branches are short, the spray leas
graoetu! than the coast redwood, the
leaves small and awl-ahaped, but the
cones are several times larger, and ths
wood taos a duller reddish hue. It
seems theee monarchs of the forest were
flrat seen by white men in the spring of
1852, when a hunter named Dowd
reached Caluveraa grove, and later ooo
dncteil a |>arty of miners to tho locality
where the big trees grow. In ths eevsr
al groves where they have been found,
there are many tree* from 275 to 825
feat high, and from 25 to 84 feet in
diameter. Tho area of the Mariposa
grove is two mtlea square, and it eon
i talus <27 of the monster trees. Tho
largest in the Calaveras grove is “ 'lbs
Keystone Htate,” and is 325 high, end
ita girth six tost from the ground ta 45
feet There are mime in the
grove which are not so high, Imt which
have a greater ciroumtenmoc. “ The
Grizzly Giant," for example, being 93
hot at tlie ground, and over 64 eleven
feet above. Homo diiseii miles south of
the Mariposa grove is tho Fresno grow,
which is said to contain about 000 trees,
tho largest 81 feet in circumference ;
while about fifty miles north of the
Calaveras, in Placer county, a small
grove has been discovered. Careful
computations have lieen made of the
ages of those trees, and some cautious
sciontista admit, hi regard to one of
them, that "ita age cannot have ex
ooeded 1.800 vears.”
Glia AST Creek, in Arkansas, ta one of
the latest natural wonders which thia
country can boast of. Wo have already,
in response to those lands which raise
broad fruit and manna, produced a
spring whose waters are said to taste like
turtle soup ; but now the Bev. John R.
Yuatta, a Baptist divine, is quoted as
authority for a spring near Greasy
creek, flowing forty gallons a minute,
colored like applo cider, and tasting like
applejack. He saw hundreds "lying"
around tho spring, in a stale of blissful
intoxication, laughing and trying to
dap their lianas, tho uhiuo »•
three springsw the Millennium springs ,
doubtless as signifying that they bring
beck the goldou sge. Homo jiersons
limy r< lim.' to Isdieve in their existence ,
yet noou« can deny that tho Rev. John
R. Yeatts is a |.oaaiUe aud plausible
namo.
A cruiotm porso'i died recently in
Purls at the ago of 72 years, the Count
NajHileon Bertrand, tho son of the com
panion of Nsp.iloon I. at Ht. Helena.
The Count every year need to hire a
room iu a hotel and go to bed for three
months, utter having given oniers for
food to lie brought to him onoe a day,
and not a word be spoken by the serv
ant. He wss asleep during tho siege of
Paris. One day the bread was so abom
inuble that ho flew into a rage and forced
the waiter to tell him the reason was that
tho city was lieeiegod by the Prussians
Count Bertrand was stupefied tor a mo
ment. At last he got up and waudsre<l
sbont the hotel for a time, saying to him
self, “ Paris besieged ? liestaged? whet
■ sight a Bertrand to do?” And, after a
few minutes' reflection, he said, “I will
go to bod." And lie went to bed and
slept out th*, siege.
Ths Concord Hchool of Philosophy
has adjourned without deciding whether
a man milking sliouM prefer to have th*
cow kick bun or flio pail over. Demand
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