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BY D. B. FREEMAN. THE DAYS ARE GROWING LONGER. Along the bright horizon line, Dividing earth from orient skies, We look more northward sign Of light each morn as darkness dies ; Yon wood,toward which the sun slow creeps; Will soon resound with chirping song Ihroughout its still and solemn deeps, The days are growing long. A week ago, the sunrise blaze Left far to shadowy Worth you spire ; This Sunday morn, the first bright rays Its belfry lights with gleam of firo, That, shining through its window, seems An eye proj>hetic of the throng Of joys with which the vision terms When days are growing long. Life’s day is growing long. We scan, With curious, hopeful, awe-struck gaze, Life’s dim horizon line, that man Must pass ere treading heavenly ways, Our sun each day the zenith nears, * We sit in memory’s realm of song, Like soon -will gleam earth’s Life’s day is growing long. .Itilgc Pittman’s Boy. Judge Pittman’s buy, Bill says the Philadelphia Bulletin, acquires his Learning in a log school house. Atone place the plaster between the logs ia broken away, and through this aperture. Bill endclvofed tb IsbapeTfeet foremost during school hours one day last sum mer. Uofortunately he stuck last wheu half* why through, and he could neither return 01 retreat. When the attention of Mr. Simes, the teacher, was directed to the culprit, ,Mr. Simes proceeded to the ex’erior of the edi fice. and embraced the opportunity af forded by William's position to ham mcr with a shingle. Then young Pitt man was pulled out aud plunged into sums of vulgar fractious Near the school house there is a mill-race at the end of which there is a sluice-gate.— Immediately below the gate there i3 a huge, deep tank, which carries the wa ter to an undershot wheel. The in side of the tank was green and slimy, and when the water is drawn- carefullv out of it, a great many fish can be often found lying in the bottom The tank is fifteen feet deep. A few days after the flogging Bill happened to pass the tank, and to look in. IJe saw Mr. Simes at the bottom picking up fish and putting them in a bag. William felt that the hour of vengeance bad struck, ile turned the handle of the sluice-gate, nothin less than a njiucte that jolly old pedagogue was flounder ing iu six feel of water, trying in vain to clamber up the sides of the tank.— When he saw young Pittman he cried to him for help. But Bill with fiend ish coolness, said: “No, sir: you’ve got to tread water till you promise ntver to lick me again.” Then Simes solemnly swore never to strike another blow at him and Bill let the water from the tank and helped Simes out. That night when Bill got home Simes was there conversing with the Judge, and five minutes later the Judge was loud ling Will with a trunk strap, while Simes sat by amLsmiled. William has sinoe expressed the opinion cotiftden'- tially that Simes is a perfidious scoun drel. Mounted Missionaries. Now that the Baptists are going to buy an elephant for missionary pur poses in Burmah, the missionary work will be revolutionized, for the missiona ries of other denominations must be a* well mounted as the Baptists. competition may be expected in this direction. We shall soon hear of col lections being taken among Presbyteri ans and Methodists to buy other Scrip tural animals. The giraffe is a crea ture whose long legs afford special fit ness for getting over the ground in good time. It can carry missionaries of light weight with great facility The missionaries in Egypt can easily procure a lot of camels, and those in Southern Africa will pjobably stop at nothing short of ostriches. Solomon bought apes and peacocks, and why should not the missionary of to-day in vest in such specimens of creation as shall best advance the interests of his mission ? Some clergymen are exceed ingly facile in trading horses ; but there is a dignity and. a style about a missionary mounted on an elephant far ahead of that of the average country clergyman astride of his patient nag. The Baf tist elephant is to cost SSOO, but its keep is estimated at the moder ate sum of $3.50 a month, this being the wages of the colored brother who iB to act as keeper. —New York Sun. Can’t Tell. A young man. says the Vicksburg Herald, rho was on his way up the riv er, having a satchel filled with a reme dy for corns, a lotion to remove freckles and many boxes of tooth-paste succeed- } ed in selling a resident of Clay street a fifty-cent bottle of the freckle remedy. The purchaser was exhibiting to one of his friends when one of them exclaim ed: ,f Shoo ! you has been swindled ! What does niggers want of dat stuff. Niggers neb her hab “It’s for rfay Wile/' explained the man. “Your wife hain’t got freckles—she’s black as tar.” “Welt, ye can’t tell what’ll happen,” was the response. “Fust dea was de mancerpashu’ biziness; den cums de freedman biziness ; den de civil rights hill, and who can tell dat the next thing won’t be white niggers wid heaps of freckles all over der faces !” His line of reasoning l , was too heavy, for them. a j*. ’ JEt' v v Hie King aud the Farmer. King Fredeiick, of Prussic, when he was out riding one day, saw aD eld far mer, who was ploughing a field and singing cheerfully over his work. “You must be we.l off old man,” cried the King. “Does this acre belong to you on which you so industriously la bor?” “No, sir,” replied the old man. who of course had no idea that he was spetking to tfie King; “1 am not so rich as that. I plow for wages.” “How much do you earn a day 7” asked the King. “Eight groschen,” returned the old mao. That would fee about twenty cents of our money, “That is very Utile,” said the King. “Can you get along with it ?” “Get along ! yes, indeed, I have somethiug left.” “How do. you manage ?” “Well,” Said the farmer; smiling, “I will tell you Two groschens are for myself and my wife; with two I pay my old debts, two I lend and two I give away for the Lord’s sake.” “This is and mystery which I cannot solve,” said the King. “Then 1 must solve it for you,” re. i plied the farmer. “I have cwo old parents at home, who kept me and cared for me when I was young and weak, and needed care. Now that they are old and weak, I am glad to keep aud care for them. This is my debt, and it cost me two groschens a day to pay it. Two more I spend on my children’s schooling. If they are living when their mother and I are old, they will keep us and pay back what I lend. Then with my last two groschen I support my two sick sisters, who can not work for themselves. Of course T am not compelled to give them the money ; but I do it for the Lord’s sake.” “Well done, old man,” cried the King as he finished. “Now, lam go ing to give you something to guess.— Have you ever seen me before ?” “No,” said the farmer. “In les& than five minutes you shall see me fifty t.mes, and carry in yoar pocket fifty of my likenesses.” “This is indeen a riddle which I can not guess,” said the farmer. “Then I will solve it for you,” re' turned the King; and with that he put his hand into his pocket, and pulling out fifty gold pieces, placed them in the hands of the farmer. “The coin is genuine,” said the King, “for it also comes from our Lord God, and lam his paymaster. I bid you good-bye.” And he rode off, leaving the 'good old man overwhelmed with surj.rise’and delight. A Yankee Boy. •A tourist tells the following story : Wo recently met our friend, l)r. Lord, fortnerly of Boston. He has been a resident of this section for about six years. He was extensively engaged in baying wool, and on one occasion, be coming bewildered in multiplication of the roads over the broad prairies, he rode up to a small cabin inclosed in a clump of locust trees, and addressed a white~headed boy parched on the top of a hen-coop, with : “Bellow, buy I” ,l I reckon you’re a stranger,” was the response. “Look here, sonny.” “I ain’t your sonny.” “No, not my sonny, but if you Will jump down and come here, I will give you a dime.” The boy sprang as if alighting from a wash’s nest, and coming to the stran ger, exclaimed : “We’ll old boss, what is it !” “I’ve lost my way and don’t know where I am. Can you tell me ?” “Yes ; on your horse.’” Mr. Lord laughed at the boy’s wit and handed him a dime. The boy took the money, and looking up with min gltd feelings of wonder and delight, said : “Reckon you must have a power of money.” “Why so. my boy ?” “Cause you slather it away so.” “What’s your father’s name?” in quired Mr. Lord. “Bill Jenks,” was tho reply. “Ah! Yes, I know him,” exclaim ed Mr Lord. “He grows wool, doesn’t he ?” “No, but his sheep does.” “If you knew me, my lad, you would be more respectful in your replies. I am a friend of your father’s, my name is Lord.” “Oh ! yes,” exclaimed the astonish ed lad ; “I heard pap read about youiu the Bible.” And starting off for the house on \ a dead run, bawled at the top of his lungs : • “Mother, mother, the Lord is out here on horseback, and has lost his way.” —Texas Paper. -— ; — ' A gentleman met a citizen of Som* merville recently, and said to him,“Your home is in Sommerville, I believe ?” “No,” replied the Sommerville man, “my home is in Heaven.” “Let me give you a little rdvice,” said the gen tleman. “You hurry antf get a postal card ana write your folxs that you are never coming home.”— Boston Herald. Yqung man, don’t waste your time in complaining that the world owes you a Jiyipg, but pull off your coat, flax about, ahd take the debt of the world’s hide. CALHOUN, GA., SATURDAY, MARCH 17. 1877. Nothing to Read. Three successive rainy days in a coun try farm house with nothing to read in the whole house but a few musty old volumes, dry as brickdust, and as sleep producing as the plash, plash of the rain. Would you believe a family cou and exist without a newspaper, a magazine, or any tresh message irom the outer world to tell what is going on,what pro gress is being made in knowledge, arts, science acd literature. No wonder the girls look vacuous and dull, no wonder the boys are wild and love to run off to the neighboring station and supply the want of brain stimulant by imbibing wfiiskj fend chewing quantities of to bacco—gross stimulant* they might never have craved had they been ac customed to the healthy excitement produced by whatever stirs thought and fills the mind. Think of it; in this latter half of the nineteenth century, think of a couple who own a good farm, big house and barn and fine or chard, well-to-do, as the common phrase has it—blessed with intelligent*chil dren- and never a newspaper crosses the threshold, except i come around a pieefc of cheese or a half pound of tea. I know of such empty bouses, don’t you, reader ? Many of them with ele gant belongings, where there is every comfort for the body, but where an active, hungry mind would absolutely starve. llow careless our home mak. ers are of the fact that they have a duty beyond the mere feeding and clothing of their dependents. Our farmers, as a class, are criminally neg ligent in these things. They do not forget the grist mill, or the cider mill, or the oat bin or the pig pen ; but they do forget that their children need men tal food, and uniesi that which tends to healthy growth is furnished they will p : ck up for themselves mind-pois on. Parents go (sorrowing) to their graves over vicious and dishonored children, never dreaming wherein they have been responsible. A Local Returning Board. They were playing poker, and Pomp held a full hand. His eyes glistened with conscious triumph as he put up a ten-centante and gazed at his partner expectantly. “I raises dat ten cents,” remarked Pete. “I goes a quarter more,” insinuated Pomp. “I stand and raises anudder quarter,” replied Pete. “I continue on de war path and flops down de last thirty cents,” answered Pomp, placing his six nickels on the table. “I kivers de pile and calls you,” re marked Pete. “Pull hand,” said Pomp, turning his cards “What you got ?” “A pair, and de game am undeci dod.” “What’s dat? Undecided? Dis yer chile takes de pile.” “Not by a long chalk. Dis case will now be referred to de Returnin’ Board, who will examine into the par tickelars. Dar’s plenty more good cards in de pack, and why didn’t I get ’em ? Dar’s been intimidation and fraud, and meanwhile de Returnin’ Board takes possession of de spoils,” and Pete reached out his hand. Then the other side denied the right of the Board to meddle, and when the reporter left the horrible demon of civil war was dancing in the neighborhood, and a policeman was marching up to mediate with a club. —Brooklyn /Sun day Argus. Sobrieties. The sting of reproach is the truth of it. An empty purse fills the face with wrinkles. He who has lost confidence can lose nothing more. We cannot do evil to others without experiencing it to ourselves. What we kuow here is very little but what we are iguorant of is ini" mense. When ill news comes too late to be serviceable to your neighbor, keep it to yoursell. If you take temptation into account who is to say that he is better than your neighbor. They that stand high have many blasts to shake them, and if they fall they dash themselves to pieces. A woman's head is always influeuced by her heart; but a man’s heart is al ways influenced by his head. He who thinks he has enough of the Holy Spirit will find himself by the evil spirit. When a man has no design but to speak the truth, he may say a great deal in a very narrow compass. The nerve that never relaxes, the eye that never blanches, the thought that never wanders—these are the mas ters of victory. The chap had legs like a pair of slate pencils. Small boy yelled to other small boy : “Say, Billy, that feller’s got a heap o’ courage to risk himself out on such legs as them this weather.” “Why?” “Might freeze, break off, stick in his body and bleed to death.” While waiting to be served Boston boarders chant: Hold the forks, the knives are coming, The plates are on the way, Shout the chorus to your neighbor, Sling the hash this way. A I'ump Handle and the Trouble it Caused. One of those little domestic misfor tunes which make hearts bleed and homes temporarily desolate,, took place yesterday in the back yard of a house on the western end of Hickory street occupied by the Johnson family. A member of said family is a wirv and irascible grandmother, who devotes much of her time to keeping a mis chievous brood of children out of mis chief. The back yard has a cistern, and the cistern has a pump, and the pump has the asthma in a hopeless de gree. It is one of those msokillers that always stubbornly refuse to do any work until a gallon of water has been first poured into it by way of an in ducement. The pump was more exas perating than usual yesterday, and the old lady was evidently in a hurry. She brought out a pan of water—all that there was in the house—poured it into the top of the pump, dropped the pan like a hot brick, snatched the pump handle, and away she went, licketty. split, sixty miles an hour. The rear view of the old lady as she bobbed up aud down was calculated to make a lazy man ashamed of himself. The clatter ol the pumpehandle was something ter rific. As the the old lady sawed the air, she soliloquized viciously: “El (down) I (up) had (down) this (up) pump (down) d’ye (upj know (down) what (up I’d (down) dof*(up and down) I’d (up) kick (down) th’ infer nal (up) thing (down) over (up) ’n stomp (dow&) on it (up).” This was the critical moment which should de termine whether the punip was going to pump, or whether the bribe which had been tendered to it was to be wasted, with a discouraging wheaze and “sa-a-a-uk.” The old lady would probably have triumphed and fetched the water, but just at this juncture the remote end of the hand'e came in con tact with something as it started down, and there was a yell which made her jump clear off of the platform, the pump giving forth the fatal wheeze as she did so. The old lady took in the situation at a glance, and the way she clutched up the little imp who had come out and got under the pump han dle just in time to cause the mischief was amazing. She did not say any thing that anybody heard, but there was a long succession of spat-spat spats witHn doors, followed by an ear 11 splitting wail, and shortly afterward the imp, with its head bandaged, an 1 its eyes red, was on its way to a neigh • bor’s house to get some water to make the pump work.— St. Louis Republi can. Watering Stock. These same cattle are always well fed; that is they have plenty of good hay and fodder—the cows were usually dry during the winter—but the effects of want of suffi-ient water in the proper places and times was very observable in the condition of the stock every spring, and I have often heard the remark, “I do not see why Blank’s cattle are so poor as he always feeds them eoough.” Very different from this was it at a neighbor’s near by. At this farm a log aqueduct carried spring water into a long trough in the yard, where the water seldom froze entirely over, so that the cattle, whenever out io the yard, oould take a drink of water any time, consequently woul 1 never overdrink and be chilled and curled up. I have often watched the sheep, when taking their morning or evening meal of hay, run every few minutes to the water, drink a little, then go back to the hay rack, eat a little, then trot off to the water again ; and the crowd at the water-tub was fully equal to the crowd at the bar at one of onr Pittsfield ffquor saloons, but not quite so noipy. For milch cows in se„ vere weather, it is better to give water with the chill off if possible, aud I al ways notice a falling off in our milk when the cows to drink ice-cold water. I expect a considerable shrink age now that they have to go so far and then take ice-cold water. —Mirror and Farmer. ~ ■ ♦ A poor man who had a large family gave them a very comfortable support while he was in health. He broke his leg and was laid up for some weeks. — As he would be for some time destitute of the means of grace, it was proposed to hold a prayer meeting at his house. The meeting was held by Deacon Brown. A lojd knock at the door interrupted the service. A tall, lank blue frocked youngster stood at the door with an ox goad in his hand and asked to see Dea con Brown. “Father could not attend this meet ing,” he said, “but he sent his prayers, and they are out heTe in the cart.” They were brought in in the shape of potatoes, beef, pork and corn. The meeting broke up without the benedic tion . — Sp urgeon. An lowa editor recently received a postal card from a delinquent subsc.i ber, saying: “Enclosed please find two dollars, in payment of my subscrip tion to date and the hungry editor has devoted all his spare time since to a full and searching examination of that postal ; ho turns it over and over, and back again inside out, and outside iu ; upside down, and dewosidc up; but divil the bit of a two dollars has he' found yetT w ! “Not Guilty.” When a grocer’s boy yesterday de* livered a basket full of packages to a lady on Columbia street her quick eye detected that she had received only eleven oranges instead of a dozen. “Young man, you ate that other or ange as you came alotg !” she exclaim ed, as she recounted the number. “Never— never !” he earnestly re plied. “Well, where is it then ?” “Tfiey probably counted wrong ma’am.” “Well I’ll go right back with you and see.” ‘ I didn’t.eat that orange,” he began, after a little reflection, “but I’ll tell you how it was. Down here about two blocks I saw an old chap out in his garden, hat hanging on a plum tree as he sawed at a limb. He was the bald-headedest man I ever saw ma’am, and I’ve travel ed all over the world.” “Well, what has that to do with the orange ?” she asked. “Lot’s ma’am —heaps. If you was a boy and you saw such a head, and’you could hit it and get away all right, wouldn’t you put an orange agin it ?” “It was very wicked,” she softly an swered. • “Well, dunno but ’twas, but if you’d seen that old gent catch his legs and make a jump, and if you'd heard him yell tut as lie came down and grabbed for his hat, why, ma’am you’d lend me another orange to pop at some ono as I go back !”—Detroit Free Press. Josh Billings on the* Alligator. The alligator is an original kritter of the old block, and az ugly to konteuu plate as a congo darkey. They are res adents of Florida, and grow twelve feet Dine inches and then halt. Their teeth are all tushes, and their mouth iz az full of them az a buzz saw iz. Their eyes are sot up and down in their hed like a Chinaman's, and they have an appytight equal to eighteen districk school masters. They are the kroko* diles of America, and lay eggs az easy az a hen doz, but don’t kackle when they cum oph from the nest Th y are great kowards, but ain’t afrade of young pork or little turkeys, and kan eat all the time or go without eatin’ az long az gold fish can. The alligator was made for some usetul purpose, but like the musketeer, the bedbug, and cockroach, their usefulness haz been karefuilj hid from us. You kan shoot a hundred aL ligators a day on the Sr. John’s river, but you kan’t bag one, and there ain’t enny more game in them than in a rot ten log. They are long lived, and liv, if memory serves me right, four thorn sand years, and their grate strength lies in their tales. They hiss when they are angry like a tea kettle and want az much room to turn round in az a foie and aft schooner. Straddliug a Bill. Dialogue between two colored mem' bers of the St. Louis Hotel Legislature. First member introduces a bill. Second Member—“Mr. Speakah 1 Sar, I straddle dat bill.” First Member-" What do you mean ?” Second Member—“Mr. Speakah ! Sar Fse 'posed to dat bill, and I straddle it right here ’fore it goes enny fudder.” First Member —“Mr. Speakah! I rise to pint order. De gemmen don’t know nuthin ’bout parlementary obfus. tications, and I move dat d* bill pass.” Second Member—“Mr. Speakah ! Sar, I don’t want tu fite dat man, but I’d jist like to have dis floor clar, so I git a good butt at him.” First Member-“ You spose I’se gwine to adjuderc*te myself to the unhonora ble position of butting my keranium agin dat billet head o' yourn ? No, sar.” Second member violently demonstra tive, and a posse of other members cap ture him, conduct his wriggling body down stairs, and bring into requisition the improved Babcock on the ground floor, to throw water on his aspirations after novel legislative honors. —Lew Orleans Picayune. The Country. A young man fiom the country who had recently come into possession of a few thousand dollars, visited an uncle in the city, an old merchant, to get hit advice about investing his capital in business. “Go back to the country, young roan,” said the meichant, “and invest your money in land. Buy a farm, settle down on it, and do a Bafe business. I have been in a business here nearly forty years and have accum ulated a fortune, but t has been done by tearful risk, heaw responsibility, constant toil and worrying anxieties. A dozen times I have been on the verge of bankruptcy, and twice I have been sorely tempted to take my own life. Of ten men who commenced business here when I did, onlj one besides myself succeeded. The rest all failed, one af ter another,some dragging there families down to poverty and disgrace. Take my advice. Keep away from the city and its delusive business avenues. — Quiet contentment on a moderate com. petency in the country is the best for tune I could wish you.'’ “Amelia,” be said, “what delicious weather this is. How the fervent bih lows of sunshine beat down through the blue abyss of yonder sky.” “And ph, it feels so good. Eugene : just as if somebody was pouring warm oil down your Duck.” Domestic Sewing p Macliifle omestic Paper Fashions omestic Underbraider omestic Machine Find’gs OMESTIC MONTHLY. THE Light-Running: DOMESTIC SEWING MACHINE. I9'IHE BEST. Greatest*Range of Work* • Best Quality of W r ork. Lightest to Ruu. Always in Order. “Domestic” Sewing Machine Cos., FEW YORK and CHICAGO. The “Domestic” Underbraider and Sewing Machine, the only perfect Bra : ding Machine known, costs but $5 more than the Family Machine. The “Domestic” Paper Fashions are unex celled for elegance and perfection of fit. Send five cents for'au illu trated catalogue. The “Domestic Monthly,” a Fashion and Literary Journal. Illmtrated. Ac knowledged authority, $1.50 a year and a Premium Specimen Copy, 15 cents. Agents wanted. Most liberal terms. Address, “DOMESTIC” SEWING MACHINE Cos., NEW YORK and CHICAGO. Good Reading. ALL KNOW IT I ALL LIKE IT I THE DETROIT FREE PRESS Still Brighter and Better for jLQ'7 r 7. FULL OF WIT —HUMOR —PATHOS SKETCH GOSSIP FASHION INCIDENT—NEWS--HOME AND FOREIGN LETTERS, * You will enjoy it better than any other newspaper. “How He was Tempted.” A thrilling continued Story, written for the Free Press, by “ Elzey Ilay ” (Fanny Andrews), the noted Southern au ter, will be a feature of 1877. Weekly, post free, $2.00 perj annum. 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By reason of error oi fraud many attor neys are suspended from practice before the Pension and other offices each year.— Claimants whose attorneys have been thus suspended will be gratuitously furnished with full information and *<roper papers on application to us. As we charge uo fees unless successful, stamps for retorn postage should bej sen* us. Liberal arrangements made with attor neys in all branches of business. Address GILMORE & CO., P. 0. Box 44, Washington, D. Q. Washington, D. C., November 24, 1876. I take pleasure in expressing my entire confidence in the responsibility and fidelity of the Law, Patent and Collection House of Gilmore & 00., of this city. GEORGE H. B. WHITE, [Cashier of the Natioi al Metropolitan Bank } dec9-tf. H.yg-ienic Institute I IF YOU would enjoy the fit! 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Stainback WilsoX, Physician-in-Charga ORIGINAL Goodyear’s Rubber Goods. Valcanized Rubber in every Conceiva ble Form , Adapted to Universal Use. ANY ARTICLE UNDER FOUR POUNDS WEIGHT CAN BE SENT BY MAIL. WIND AND WATER PROOF garments a specialty. Our Cloth surface oat combines two garments in one. For stormy weather, it is Perfect Water Proof, and in dry weather, a NEAT and TIDY OVERCOAT By a peculiar process, the rubber is put between the two cloth surfaces, which pre vents smelling or sticking , eveo in the hottest climates. They are made in three color*— Blue, Black and Brown. Are Light, Portable/ Strong and Durable. We are dow offering them at the extrema* ly low price of $lO each. Sent post-paid to any address upon receipt of price. When ordering, state si*e around chest, over vest. Reliable parties desiring to see cur goods cran send for our Trade Journal, giving de scription of our leading articles. 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