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BY D. B. FREEMAN'.
CALLED BY THE ANGELS.
The farmer's wife is sitting alone
In the dusk of a winters day,
While over the hills the shadows fall,
And over the meadows gray,
And the cares of many a bitter hour
Steal fast frovn her heart away.
Her eyes have wandered through mists of
tears
To the church-yard crude*. tlrf
Where the snow, like the wings ofa brood
ing dove,
Lies soft aad pure and still,
And where her treasures, so long ago,
She laid at the Master’s will.
And ah ! how oft as the days go by,
She starts, as her listoniflg ear
Has almost caught on the passing breeze
Voices so sweet and clear,
••’Tis the angels calling !” she thinks, “Ah
me
It is weary waiting here.”
~,i.
I'he'farmer from his work, at’fast,
In the dusk of a winter's day,
And he sits him down by his faithful wife,
And she parts his locks so gray,
And looks in his face with a loving smile
That years never steal away.
And back again as her dim eyes turn
To the hills where the shadows fall,
Bho thinks, “My treasures are lying there.
But lie lias not taken all,
Since one is waiting beside me still
Till the angel’B voices call.”
But the weeks are slow, and the aged two,
In the dusk of many a day,
Will watch the shadows come and go
O’er the meadows cold and gray,
Ere they, at the Master’s will, may lie
Where their treasures are laid aw vy.
—Harper s We ly.
Too Tate tor the Train,
When they reached the depot, Mr.
Mann aud his wife gazed in unspeaka
ble disappointment at the receding
train, which was just pulling away from
the bridge switch at the rate of a thou
sand miles a uiiuu'e Their first im
pulse was to run after it, but as the
train was out of sight and whistling for
Sagetown before they could aot upon
the impulse, they remained in the car
riage and disconsolately turned their
horses heads homeward.
* It all comes of having to wait for a
Woman to get ready,” Mr. Maun broke
the silence, very grimly.
“I was ready before you were,” re
plied his wife.
“Great heavens,” cried Mr. Mann,
with great iuipatieuce, jerking the
horses jaws out of place, “jußt l.sten to
that! And 1 sat in the buggy ten min
utes polling at yyu to CQuac ulung until
the whole neighborhood heard me.”
“Yes,” acquiesced Mrs Mann with
the provoking placidity which no one
can assume but a woman, “and every
time I started down stairs you sent
me back for something you had forgot
ten.”
Mr Mann groaned. “This is too
much to bear,” he said “when every.,
body knows that if L were going to Eu
rope I wquld just rush into the house,
put on a clean shirt, grab up my grip
sack, and fly 1 , while you would want at
least six months for preliminary prepa
rations, and then dwadle around the
Whole day of smarting uutil every train
had left town.”
Well, the upshot of the matter was
that the Manns put off their visit to
Aurora until the next week, and it was
agreed that each one was to get himself
or herself ready and go down to the
tram and go, and the one who failed to
get re dy should be left. The day of
the mat' h came around in due time. —
The train was going at 10:30, and Mr.
Mann, after attending to his business
went home at 9.45.
“Now then,” he shouted, “only three
quarters of an hour’s time. Fly
around ; a fair field and no favors, you
know.”
And away they flew. Mr. Mann
bulged into this room and flew through
that one, and dived into one closet af
ter another with inconceivable rapidity,
chuckling under his breath all the time
to think bow cheap Mrs Mann would
feel when he started off alone. He
stopped on his way upstairs to pull off
his heavy boots to save time. For the
same reason ho pulled off his coat as
he lan through the dining room and
hung it on a corner of the silver closet.
Then he jerked off his vest as he rush
ed through the hall and tossed it od the
the hat rack hook, aud by the lime he
had reached his own room he was ready
to plunge into his clean clothes. He
pulled out a bureau drawer aud began
to paw at the things like a Scotch ter
rier after a rat.
“Eleanor,” he shrieked, “where are
my shirts ?”
“In your bureau drawer,” calmly re
plied Mrs. Maun, who was standing be
fore a glass calmly and deliberately
coaxing a refractory crimp into place.
“Well by thunder, they ' ain’t !”
shouted Mr Mann, a little annoyed.—
“I've emptied everything out of the
drawer, and there isn’t a thing in it I
ever saw before.”
Mrs. Mann stepped back a few paces,
held her head on.one side, and alter
satisfying herself that the crimp would
do, replied :
“These things scattered around on
the floor are all mine. Probably you
haven’t been looking into your own
drawer.”
“I don’t see,” testily observed Mr.
Mann, “why you couldn’t have put my
things out for me when you had* noth
ing else to do all the morning.”
“Because,” said Mrs. Mann, setting
herself into an additional arthle of rai.
ment with awful deliberation, “nobody
put mine out for me. A fair field and
no favors, my dear.”
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Mr. Mann plunged into his shirt like
a bull at a red fla T.
D
“Foul!” he shouted in malicious tri
umph, “r*o buttons od the neck !”
/“Because,” said Mrs. Mann, sweetly,
after a deliberate stare at the tidgetting,
impatient man, during which she but
- her dress and put eleven pi n v
where they would do the most good,
‘ because you have got the shirt r*n
wrong side nut.”
W hen Mr. Manu slid out of the shirt
he began to sweat. He diopped tlje
shirt three times before he got it on,
and while it was over b'shead he heapd
the clock strike ten. When his head
come through he saw Mrs Mann coax
ing the ends and bows of his necktie.
“Where are my shirt stud- ? ” ho
cried.
Mrs Mann went out into another
room aud presently came bacc witjh
gloves aud hat, and saw Mr Mann
emptying all the boxes he could find In
and around the bureau. Theu she
said :
“In the shirt you just, pulled off.” .
Mrs Maun put ou her gloves, while
Mr Mann hunted up and down the
room for his cuff buttons.
“Eleanor, ho snarled, at last, “I be
lieve you must kuow where those cuff
buttons are.
“I haven’t seen them,” said the lady
settling her hat; “didn’t you lay them
dotvn on tho window sill iu the M.tting
room last night?”
Mr. Mann remembered, and he went
dov n stairs ou the run He stepped
on one of his boots and was immediate
ly landed in the hall at the foot of the
stairs with neatness and disputen, at
tended in the transmission with more
bumps than he could count with Webb’s
adder, and landed with a bang like the
Hell Gate explosion.
“Are you nearly ready, Algernon ?”
asked the wife of his family, sweetly
leaning over the banisters.
The unhappy man groaned. “Can’t
you throw me ''own the other boot i”
ho asked.
“Mrs. Manu pityingly kicked it down
to him. ! 11
“My valise ?” he inquired, as he tug
ged at the boot.
“Up in your dressing room,” she an
swered
“Packed?”
“I do not know ; unless you packed
it yoursy f. probably not.” she replied,
with her hand on the door knob; "I,
had barely time to puck my owu.”
Sho wus passing out of the gate
when the door opened, aud ho shout
ed :
“Where in the name of goodness did
you put my vest ? It had all my money
m it 1” -
“You threw it on the bat rack,” she
called, “good bye, dear.”
Before she got to the corner of the
street she was hailed again.
“Eleanor ! Eleanor ! Eleanor Mann !
Did you wear off my coat ?”
She paused aud turned, after sig
naling the street ear to stop, and cried :
“You threw it in the silve, closet”
Aud the street car engulfed her grace*
fill ferm and she was seen uo more.—
But the neighbors say ahat they heard
Mr. Mann charging up and down the
house, rushing out of the front door
every now and then, shrieking after the
unconscious Mrs. Manu, to know where
his hat was, and where she put the va
lise key, and if she had my clean socks
and undershirts, and that there wasn’t
a linen collar in the house. And when
he went away at last, he left the kitch
en door, the side door and the front
door, a’l the down stairs windows and
the fiont gate wide open. And the
loungers around the depot were some
what amused, just as the train was
pulling out of sight down in the yards,
to see a flushed ente.prising man with
his hat on sideways, his vest unbutton
ed aud necktie flyinir, and his grip sack
flapping open and shut like a demented
shutter on a March night, and a door
key in his hand, dash wildly across the
platform and halt in the middle of the
track, glaring in dejected, impotent,
wrathful mortification at the departing
train, and shaking his fist at a pretty
woman who was throwing kisses at
him front the rear platform of the last
car.
The Dutchman’s Sign.
A fat looking, bald headed, lobster
colored German, in shirt-sleeves, ap
peared in the hail way of a Chicago
bathing establishment, addressing a
loose jointed individual, with a wet
stringy hair.
“Hold on aboud von minud ?” called
out the first described party. “You
nond schlide out uv dese blace undil
you bay for dat bat.”
“Pay for that bath ?” exclaimed the
other in apparent astonishm *nt. “Who
said anything about payin’?”
“I said somedings about dot!”
“You do ?”
“Ya; I say you must pay for dot
bat.”
“You said it wouldn’t cost nothin’,”
said the wet-haired man.
“Nodding?” echoed the bath-keeper.
“I dond say no such ding.”
“What’s that readin’ on your sign
then ?” said the disputant.
“Dot sign reats : Turkish bats, 6uk
tur bats, vabor bats and sponge bats,”
replied the man with the lobster com
plexion.
“Well.” said the other, as he moved
away, “that last’s it. Bein’s I didn’t
have any money I took a sponge bath !”
The Teuton fell on studying h ; s
sign, while his patron meandered to
ward the City Hall; but when at last
ihe looked up, he soliloquized : ‘‘Dot
sponge comes down.”
CALHOUN, GA., SATURDAY, APRIL 28. 1877.
Story f JFuuius Brutus Boot'j.
Oue evening, when the elder Booth
was playing “ilichgnf IU” in a Balti
more theatre, hi his maidest mood,
just as the eecpni act was about to
commence, a messenger covered with
dust rushyd behind the stage, and, be
forg be couM J*s r £t<q>pe,i- was in eun~
versnjoti *wit£*hg tragediau. “What !”.
said Boo%h* as die pressed ais long fin
goY oh fits brOad,'white temples, as
‘though, he Gied to, clutch the brain
beneath —’dead, say you? My poor
little ehild-*-tny Jof-ed, mj beautiful?”
And then, seeing the curtain rise, he
rushed on. The scene between Anne
and Gloster was never better played.—
The actor gave the words of the bard
with thrilling effect, but there was a
Btrangehe&s about his oaf a fitter th t told
that his mind was uut upou his charac
ter. Stil'k the multitudes applauded
till the old roof rang again, ar.d those
tne scene *toud.-breath I*** with
but Booth was nowheje. to bs found.
* >fr V %
It was a bitter-cold night, and a far
mer, as lie drove his wagon to market,
was startied from liis reverie as ho saw
a horseuion wrapped iu a large cloak
(aud as it opened it discioßed a glitter
ing dress beneath) ri ;c rapidly past
him. It was Booth in his Richard 111.
costume. Madness had seized him.
and. regardless of everytuing, at the
still hour of midnight he was going * >
pay a visit to his dead child. Drawing
his flashing word, and throwing his
jeweled cap from his head, he lashed i
his horse’s flauk with the bare weapon
unull the animal suorted with pain.—
fhe tall, dark trees on each Bide ol him
touched bis heated brow with their sil
ver-! roattil branches, and, thinking
ih *y.were men in pursuit, the mad ac
tor cut at them with bis sword, aud
cursed thorn as he flew rapidly by.' At
last, uflter a gallant ride of two hours,
the horseman came iu sight of u coun
try graveyard, aud, as he saw the white
tops of the mouuuieuts peeping through
the dark foliage like snowy crests upon
the bosom of the dark billow, he raised
a shout wild euough to have scared the
gho&ts from tbeii still graves. He dis
mounted, aud away sped the liderlets
horse over hill and dale. it was the
work of a moment (and the insane are
cunning beyond all imagining) a
wreuob the wooden door from the vault
containing the body of his child. He
seized the tiny coffin in his arms, and,
with the strong arm of a desperate
man, he tore opeu the lid, aud in a ujo
meut more the cold blue lips of the
dead child were glued to the mad ac
tor’s. The next morning, some mem
ber of the tragedian’s family bead a
wild strain of laughter that appeared
to come from his sleeping-room. The
door was forced open, aud Booth was
discovered lying ou his bed, gibbering
in idiotic madness, aud caressing th .
corpse of his little one.
Thought* for Young Men.
The true man is the happy man.
There will ever be a place for vir
tue.
Time’s chariot wheels make their
road in the fairest faces.
In the commerce of speech use only
coin of gold and silver.
Love is the ladder on which we climb
(o the likeness of God.
Tho greatest truths are the simpiiest.
So are the greatest men.
Boro, lived and died, sum up tbe
great pitome of man.
One must do more when one is old
than when one is young.
They who have*Gight in themselves
will not revolve around ftrtellittes.
Some good*- loving, self sac ificipg
deed will transform the homeliest face
into beauty and sanctity,
A little management may often evade
resistance, which a vast force might
vainly strive to overcome".
Pleasure like quicksilver, is bright
and shy. If we try to grasp it, it still
eludes us and slill shines.
They who do speak ill of themselves
do so mostly as the surest way of
proving how modest and candid they
are.
Things right in themselves are more
likely to be hindered than advanced
by an injudicious zeal for promoting
them.
One’s Mother. — Around the idea
of one’s mother the mind of man clings
with fond affection. It is the first dear
thought stamped on our infant hearts,
when vet soft and capable of receiving
the most profound impressions, and all
the after feelings or more or less light
in comparison. Our passion and our
willingness may lead us far from the
object of our filial love ; we may be
come wild, headstrong and angry at
her counsels or her opposition, but
when death has stilled her monitory
voice, and nothing but calm memory re
main to recapitulate her virtues and
good deeds, affection, like a flower
beaten to the ground by a rudy storm,
raises up her bead, and smiles amid?
her tears. Round that idea, as we
have said, the mind clings with fond
affection ; and even when the eat her
period of our loss forces memory and
twines the image of our departed pa.
rent with a garland of graces, and
beauties, and virtues which we doubt
not this she possessed.
Don’t leaf about the streets and de
pend on the Lord for your daily bread.
He isn’t running a bakery.
A Tcaf From Patti’s Tile.
The £t. Petersburg. Golos gives the
following aocouut of an u.iplesancn s
between Adelina and her nusband :
“3he was said to be invulnerable to
love, yet lately she was seized Gilt a
passion for a fceno- applauded by he
j same public. When young she Lad
esp used a Lord, Count, Viscount, or
Marquis, one knows m* what. Sh<*
was greatly taken with' him This hus
band administered in hisarwn way the
windpipe of his wife, which became for
lima mine of gold. tie adored his
spouse. He was the first to arrive at
the theatre, armed with his telescope,
aud it was he who gave the signals lb
applause. The young tenor finally came
to cloud a sky that had thus far been
serene. The husband; jealous, and not
without reason. it is said, wished to pre
vent his wife from playing with the
laser iu question. U was even inaL
one of the verbal conditions when the
engagement with the Diva was #igvd.
The director had promised.; but ifu.w
cquld he resist when the {f 'pnlaV tejiyi
came to him wild, offered him his talent
gratis ? And that is bow.-Romeo,” aud
; “Juliet” came to play together unticr '
the of dmaternck An explb.-’j
so n was inevitable ; p!ae£ d;< ;
before yesterday. actress was' iu
her dressing room, her'tlfumbhds spread
' about, whan the burst iujjke
a bomb. Immed*a(*#*iy W|isijs:ir t d through
the par.tif.ion incoherent* wood*, uttered
it) a furious' cone Alt fvb'ouC Ric thea
ter camera listen. ID?!band and wife |
j’^rs a sw*£ 'ioFt x Mv£ *v u j
scream .me other v a UcS' w u(l-
Wotv beard j
' " l g’avt y
have acted with me like! ; —*
A screaming voice responded :
“Here! Your title —ah, it’s p.<i<l
for !” and at the sa ue time a storm ot
jewels fell upon the hu'&arnl's head. —
An instant after, a crac!?, sending like
the boxing of ears, and theu bud
... ° ,
sc-eauis lor aid ;
“Help L help !”
The director had" M break in the.
-door. -W-heti the--hushend was ordered ;
out he refused to go, saying that he
was with his wife.
“Take him out!” the latter criel,
•die is no louger a husband for me !”
He was put out. and the actress call
ed upon those present-to witness what
had transpired. She should demand a
separation ; she had offered the haH of
her annua! income to be left in peace.
She demanded pmteetio,n v and a p dice
agent was ,-tationed at her* dour. "As
an epilogue to this set ue, it is now re- i
ported that the lady h s run off witu j
the tenor, and that the hu.-baud has fol- I
lowed them to Brussels ”
■ ■
ISighlaucl Heroism,
Roderick .Viaoki-uzie, a young gen
tleman of the north of 3c n.n , near
ly of the same age with Prince Char cs,
and who strougly rtsemb'ed him iu
person, was one cf the many who k Vo w
of the,.Pretender’s ruietts, while the
British Government, set, a price upon
his head, and the British soldiers hunt
ed him through the realms ot ins luih
ers, and he was one of the few who
were permitted to conliuuein his train,
and who,assisted iu his numor mi es
capes. One day while the prince w s
sitting with his little band ot laithlul
fiends in a highland cottage, the alarm
was given that troops were closing
around it. Escape was impossible, but
he was forcibly carried by the party
into a hiding place, and young Macken
zie remained firm in his stead. When
the soldiers had burst the door he rose,
and walked calmly up to them saying,
“I know who y°u want —there —slab
the son of vour King !”—and lie threw
his plaid off his breast. Their swords
were instuitly through his gallant
heart ! They hacked off his head
threw it into a sack, and set off to
' resent it a meet aud acceptable offer
:ne: to their Duke At Fdiubuig, it
was thought proper to asceituiu that it
was really the prince’s head, but Mor
rison. his barber, was sent for to iden
tify it. Fainting with horror, the poor
man was shown this shocking specta,.
cle. After examining it, he became
satisfied that it was not the head ol his
master, but he had the presence of
mind to conceal his feeling, and said,
that although he wus U"t able to swear
to the identity of the head, in that
situation the resemblance was so-strong
no person couid doubt that it was the
head of the Prince Charles. The evD
dence satisfied the butchers for the
time ; and the fury of the pursuit aba
ting, the prince escaped to France. —
What his feelings were ou returning
from his hiding place in the hut, and
finding the mangled bodv of his f. iend,
generous hearts may imagine, bur low
would be able to de;-cribe.
Help Each Otuer. —A father was
walking one day in the fields with his
two children. The wind was blowing
over a fine field of tire corn and mak
ing the beautiful gulden ears wave like
waves of Jthe sea. __ e
“Is it not surprising,” said one of the
children, -“that the wim does not breas
the slender stalk* of the grain ?”
“My child,” said the lather, “see
how flexible the stalks are. They bend
before ttie wind and rise again .when
the wind has passed over the n. See,
too, how they help to support each oth
er. A single stalk would be soon bent
to the ground, but so many growing
close together help to ke p each other
| up. If we. keep .together when the
troul lys of Hf come on us like a stormy
wind, we sh ill k-<-p each other up.
when one trying to stand alone Would
fall.”
The Bo** iifft Ki r.
A rather tall man, with a nose like a
muffin', wtmt into h Main street board
log house, one day last week, and asked
for a dinner.
“Owing to the general depression ol
business and the consequent scaicity of
tne rhino,” saia the proprietor, looking
the tad man over, “a linner wi 1 cost
you thirty five cents, in advance.”
“I have nothin*, with me but a
check on a B ston bank,” observed the
tall man.
“Checks on Bos on banks ain’t worth
a copper,” remarked the landlord; ‘T
guess you’ll have to dine more sumptu.
pusly elsewhere.”'
“Can’t I do something for my din*
ner ?” asked the tall man, as a hungry
p&ug gripped him.
“You can pay,” said the proprietor,
impressively.
“You give me my dinner,” said the
tall man, “and I’ll agree to clean your
i bottle of every rat m it. I have per*
formed the feat iu many hotels through
out the counttMi, with most satisfactory
results, y
fhe proprietor accepted the bargain
j as a most advantageous one to himself,
j aud the tall man seated himself at the
table, where he did fearful execution
among the victuals. He finished his
diniiqr in half ari hour, picked his
t j eth with, a fork, called for a cigar, and
pf '.Ci<-ded to enjoy it.
‘“Novy, then,”-said the proprietor,
when the tall man had finished his
smoko, “lei’s get to business. Go for
the rats.” "* “
All. yes/’ returned the tall man ;
with pleasure. Procure me a light
iron bar, about four feet in length, and
I will proceed to business.”
'J he bar of iron was produced, and
tbe loafers gathered around to witoess
the interesting proceedings.
“Now, be.oin,” said the proprietor.—
.“Where -will you commence first?”
“Right here,” replied the tall man,
as he carefully idled back his cuffs',
spit on his hands, and grasped the iron
bar firmly, while the proprietor stood
by with great anxiety depicted on his
C untenance.
“Now, sard the tall man, impressive
ly, as he slowly elevated the bar, “are
you all ready ?”
“Ail ready,” returned the proprietor,
excitedl..
“Then.” said the tall man', “bring on
your rats.”
For the next five minutes the excite
ment of an entire Presidential election
ffHed the rriom When it subsided the
tall o an was nowhere to be seen, and
the proprietor was standing before a
gloss. tyin<r an oyster over his left eye.
'1 be rats still revfil in tneir native free
dom.
A Rare Instance of Self-Denial
—I the last German war, a captain of
cavalry was commanded to go foraging.
He set out at the head of his company,
going to that section which was assign
ed him. It was a secluded valley,
where nothing could be seen save
woods. He perceived at the door of an
humble cabin, an old hermit, with white
beard. “My father,” said the officer,
‘•show me a field where I can forage
my horses ?”
‘•Directly,” said the hermit.
This good old man, placing himself
at their head, recrossed ‘he valley.—
After a quarter of an hour’s march,
they found a beautiful field of barlev.
“This is what I want,” said the captain.
“Wait a moment,” said his conductor ;
“you shal 1 be satisfied. They continued
to march, and arrived, about a quarter
of a mile further, at another field of
barley. The troops immediately dis
mounted. reaped the grain, placed it
upon their croups, and remounted.—
The cavalry officer then said to his
guide : “My father, jou have made
us go too far unnecessarily; the first
field was better than this/' “That is
true sir, replied the old man, “but it
was not mine.”
.
Manners. —Before you bow to a la*
Jy in the street, permit her to decide
whether you may do so or not, by at
least a look of recognition.
“Excuse my "loves,” is an unneces
sary apolvgj, for the gloves should DC-t
be drawn to shake hands
When your companion bows to a la
dy. you should also. When a gentle
man b >ws to a lady in your company,
bow tn her in return.
A letter must be answered, unless
you wish to intimate to the writer that
her or his object is beneath your no
tice.
A smiling countenance is pleasant,
but excess of 'aughter should be avoid
| ed, especially when it is possible for
any one to suppose himself derided by
it. | ;
A visit mjist be returned in like
manner, even though no intimacy is in
tended.
Storm Signs —lt is a sign of a
storm to tread on anybody* toe that has
corns.
It’s a sign of a stprm to w-ke the
: baby ou wash day.
It s a sign of a storm to call a baby
ugly in the presence of its mother.
It’s a sign of a storm to spit on the
parlor carpet, when your wife sees it.
It is a sign of a storm to speak ill of
your wife’h relations.
It’s a sign of a storm to tell youv
wife she looks horrid iu the last new
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