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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.” ~~ -■ W— ii mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmtmrnnmmm „ aaiviAW 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. 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United States General Land OfT!co Contented land cases, private land claims, iuing pre-emption and homestead cates, rosecuted before the General Laud Office and Department of the Interior. Old Bounty Land Warrants. Ihe last report ot the Commissioner of the General Land Office shows 2,807,500 of Bounty Land Warrants outstanding.—. These were issued under act of 1855- are! prior acts. We pay cash for them. Send by registered letter. Where assignments are imperfect we give instructions to per fect them. Each department of our business is con ducted in a separate bureau, under the charge of experienced lawyers and clerks. By reason of error oi fraud many attor neys are suspended from practice before the Tension and other offices each year. Claimants whose attorneys have been thus suspended will be gratuitously furnished with full information and ,ropei papers on application to us. 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