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VOLUME I.
INDEPENDENT PRESS.
“ " ithout Pear, Favor or Aflcctiou.”
EATONTON, GA.
SATURDAY MORNING, SEPT. 16,1854.
<"onnnnnieations for .YYins
papers.
“We have been troubled recently
with communications on various sub
jects, some of which are in doggerel
verse ami others arc anonymous,—
\Ve lake occasion to notify our corres
pondents that we publish a political
newspaper and have no room lor their
literary productions. Our poetical
correspondents will tind the Southern
Eclectic, published at Augusta, Ga., a
most excellent literary paper, and Mr.
Smyth, its editor, a much more com
petent eritie than we are, and beg them
to transmit their favors to him in fu
ture. We never read anonymous
communications, and those who send
such to our office are notified that they
are all thrown aside without attention.'
We clip the above from the Times
<{- Sr}: find, and convict brother Lomax
of a palpable violation of the golden
rule. Brother Smytbe is a peaceable
man, but he shan’t, on that account,
be imposed upon. We “take it up.”
Stand up to him Jimmy ; we will back
you. 'Taint right for Tennent to do you
so. lie wants you to be “troubled
tvith communications on various sub
jects, some of which are in doggerel
verse, and others anonymous.” ’Taint
right, Tennent, and you know it. You
ain’t doing as you would be done by;
and’taint Christian, either. There now,
if you don’t like it, help yourself. We
will meet you, if you wish, and take
a pop —made of ginger, or the gas of a
champagne bottle !
The Southern School Jour
nal.
"W-? have received the August nurn- j
ber, and from it learn that it will here- j
after be published in Madison, Ga., by i
Wm. I). Sullivan, editor of the Visitor, ‘
who contemplates making various ini- j
pro vein cuts. It is to be edited by ;
Mr. John G. Clarke, living in Madison, j
and by various associate editors in dis- j
fereut parts of the State, all teachers, j
We wish the Journal abundant success, 1
and would try to prevail upon our
people to support it. But it isn’t worth
while, for we know they are not going
to do it.
Southern •He diced A' Surgi
cal Journal.
An excellent periodical. The Sep
tember number has been on our table
for some time. Our people would
patronize it more, if it were published
north of Mason & Dixon’s line.
The Poor of Putnam County.
Putnam county is a pretty consider
able county, wc know ; and yet, even
Putnam fails to do her duty in some
things. There are not many paupers
among us, it is true. Still there arc
some, and their wants are imperious.
Wei nit in a plea for their necessities.
The poor fare badly even in prosper
ous times, and in such times of scarci
ty as these, there is great danger of
their being neglected.
In the first place we would remind
the Grand Jury, as that honorable
body soon convenes, that they should
see to it that the poor children of Put
nam county be provided with the means
of education.
In the next place we insist upon the
Inferior Court’s taking some action to
wards levying a tax, and appointing a
-guardian, or guardians for the poor of
the county. We all know that in our
midst there are a few poor people who
do not know certainly, when they eat
one morsel, where they will get the
next. For these, some certain provi
sion should be made, either by the In
ferior Court, or by a private organized
association. We have various moral
and charitable associations among us.
Need we inform the people of Putnam
county that charity should begin at
home?
But again. It is made the duty of
the Inferior Court to examine into the
condition of the orphans of the county,
and if they cannot support themselves,
to provide them with employment by
binding them out, so that they may
obtain the rudiments of an education
and something to cat and wear. It is
not in accordance with our laws, any
more than with the spirit of the Chris
tian religion to allow' tl|'e ' orphans of
[ the county to go without employment,
| or some means to gain an honest live
lihood. and thus be subjected to the
i commission of theft in order to appease
their hunger. When a child’s parent
dies, if there is no one to take the place
of its father, the wisdom and humani
ty of our laws devolve its guardianship
i upon our courts, and they should an
! -swer to the responsibility, thus imposed
upon them. There is necessity herein
Putnam county for these remarks,
which we know will be received in the
spirit in which they are offered. We
had rather not say anything about
these things, if we could consistently
with duty avoid it; because we do not
wish our little foibles and short-com
ings published to the world. And
i this is why we keep silent with refer
j cnee to a good many matters which
| some of our friends think should be
! commented upon. But let us see to
j the necessities of the poor, and hope
I for better times ahead.
__ _ ,
Partridges.
The sportsman may promise himself
i line fun, shooting, this Fall. If the dry
i weather has cut oil’ the corn and cot
i ton, it lias produced a fine crop of the
! partridge, the king bird of our South
i ern game. A few days ago while
' riding in the country we saw too cov
i eys of these birds, which seemed fully
! grown, and in full feather. This is re
j markably forward. By imitating the
• cry of the young partridges, we called
I the old ones within a few feet of ns,
\ and all around us, and the young ones
followed. We had a fine opportunity
! to see them all, and our mouth fairly
I watered, at sight of the dainty morsels,
| though alive and in feathers. Fortu
; nately for the birds, we had no gun.
j and so the}' went on their way re
joicing. In one case we were on horse
back, and in the other, we were stand
ing on the ground, while only a fence
| intervened between us and the birds,
; which were all around our feet —a
| cane-break being on the side of the
j fence where the partridges were.—
; Nothing can exceed the reckless dar
i ing with which the old birds, male
i and female, will rush to the cry of
| their young ones.—Boys, don’t begin to
j hunt the partridge too soon.
Southern hiterary 'Hessen
ger.
The number for September is before
us, well filled, and commends itself, as
it always does, to the patronage of
Southern Readers. Let every South
ern man who has this year subscribed
for Harper and Putnam, make up his
mind to discontinue these magazines,
which have recently opened their bat
teries against his section, and patronize
a much more worthy magazine in
the above journal. We consider it
the most important part of our duty as
a Southern Editor, to point out to our
readers, so far as we can, the journals
which are worthy, and which are un
worthy of their support, as indicated
by their bearing upon the slavery is
sue.
Paul Pry.
Os all contemptible characters the
gentleman who heads this article is the
most contemptible. lie is forever lot
ting his own business alone, and at
tending to yours. If you go to post
up your ledger, lie is at your shoulder,
overlooking things that do hot. concern
him : If you go to write an editorial,
he is at your elbow to make a sugges
tion : If you are writing a letter, lie
reads it as you pen it: And verily
you can’t do any the least thing unless
Paul Pry has his nose or his lingers in
it. We have heard a good anecdote
of one of our most esteemed citizens,
who was writing a letter, while Mr.
Pry stood at his back and read, as he
wrote. Os course the gentleman who
was writing the letter grew tired o
this, and. finally wrote, “I would say
something more, but there is a damned
fool standing at my back reading what
I write.” ‘‘Not so, not so,” said Paul—
thereby proving in the denial the
very fact charged against him. Well,
we hate Paul Pry, and so does every
other decent man; for Paul is no gen
tlemau. From the very nature of his
character he cannot be.
The ftlails.
The Baton Rouge Daily Advocate
complains heavily of the mails, and
well ft may/ For s'ucTt irregularities
in the mails were never known before.
Every once in.a \yliilo..wegetonohun
EATONTON, GA., SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 16, 1854.
dred and titty Advocates, more or less—
(mind, we say more or less) —all at
one time, and all the balance of the
times we get none. The mails are
bad ly managed.
The tJfails •/gain.
YV e were told by an Atlanta subscri
ber the other day that our paper fre
quently did not reach him until the
Thursday or Friday after publication.
This is no fault of ours, as our paper is
regularly put in the office every Sat
urday in time for the mails.
Thank ft.
Our thanks are tendered Mrs. Car
ter for the very acceptable present she
sent us in the form of peaches in their
natural state, and in the prepared state
of peach chips. The latter were de
licious. And our obligations were
still farther called forth by the yams,
which were sent us, the largest we have
seen. Our baby ate these and pro
nounced them an excellent article. —
Seeing these potatoes reminded us to
examine our own patch. So we went
and pulled up a bunch of grass where
we had planted our potatoes, but not
a potato did we find “in do place whar
de taters ought to grow.” Oh ! pota
toes, potatoes, how often have we
sought to gather you from amid big
bunches of grass and ye would not!
Information Wanted.
We see it stated in one of our ex
changes that Horace Greeley denies
that he paid six dollars for a nest of
Shanghi eggs and that they hatched
snapping turtles. Will the Herald, or
some other one of pur New York co
temporaries, give us full information
with reference to this important matter?
We would be pleased also to know of
the Washington Union whether the
president and cabinet are bestowing
that attention upon the subject which
its importance demands. Horace
Greeley is now sitting upon another
nest of eggs in whose hatching we take
some interest. It is those resolutions
which were put under him at the Sara
toga Convention. We suppose the
product of this incubation will be gos
lings, as the producer of the eggs and
the incubator, being one and the same,
is a goose.
We once heard of the following
question’s being discussed in a debat
ing society : “Suppose one hen lays
an egg, and another hatches it, which
lien is the motherof the chicken ?” It
might be asked also, “Suppose Shang
hai eggs are hatched by a snapping tur
tle, would the young be Shanghais or
snapping turtles?” If the latter, then
the matter of the way in which Gree
ley’s Shanghai eggs turned out snap
ping turtles might be explained : For
Horace being a sort of a snapping tur
tle himself, if lie performed the duties
of incubator, might really have hatched
snapping turtles out of Shanghai eggs.
We don’t know ourself, and therefore
don’t say. We know that we can say
to Horace or to Horatio, which is the
same thing,
‘There are more things in heaven and earth Hora
tio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”
We hope the New York Press will
speak out upon this subject, that it
will be discussed by the next debating
society, that the President and cabinet
will pay it due attention, that early in
the next Congress a committee will
be appointed to investigate it, and that
their report will be deposited among
the archives of the Smithsonian Insti
tute.
il The If now Nothing.”
Wc see from our exchanges that
Messrs. “Argus k Briareus” propose
to publish in Sandersville, Ga., a pe
riodical to be entitled as above. We
perceive, also, that in making out their
prospectus the}' have copied ours, al
most verbatim et literatim, making on
ly a few changes to adapt our prospec
tus to their paper. Our prospectus
says of the Press, “As its name indi
cates, it is entirely independent, being
governed alone by such rules as decen
cy and good morals impose upon every
press. * * * * It will publish
all articles whether they agree with its
own views, or not, provided they are
brief, well written, and free from per
sonality.” Messrs. Argus k Briareus
say of, the Know Nothing, “As its
name indicates, it will be devoted en
tirely to the order and cause of Know
Nothingism, and it will bo governed
alone by such rules as decency and
good morals impose upon every Press.
As we have said above, its principles
will be devoted chiefly to Know Notli
ingisrn, but it will publish all articles,
whether they agree, with its own views
or not, provided they are brief, well
w ritten, and free from all personali
ties.”
Messrs. Argus A Briareus did not
send us, a copy of - their prospectus,
which we would have been glad to
receive in order to accept the compli
ment conveyed in the plagiarism :—to
which, by the way, we don’t object,
but only think it would have appeared
better in them to have said, “by your
leave.” We think we can recommend
Messrs. A. &B. for the task they have
undertaken, inasmuch as they already
give very good proof that they know
nothing.
ha Grange Reporter .
The above paper, after-staying away
from our sanctum for some time, has
again paid us a visit. Since wc saw it
last, it has changed editors, and is now
conducted by E. Y. Hill, jr., who has
infused into its columns much of the
spirit of Young America. We also
perceive a Southern tinge running
through its productions, which is very
grateful. We hope for brother Hill
abundant success, and much prosperity
in his efforts for the South. May her
enemies long find him a hard Ilill to
get over.
FOR THE INDEPENDENT PRESS.
SALLIE LABORDE.
nr DAVID L. ROATII.
Let the Poet go mad for tho nmiden of France,
"Whose smile drives the cloud from the forehead
of Care;
Lot him brandish his pen in tho fields of romance,
Until there is nought to him lovelier there :
lie may prate till he’s gray of tho charms that havo
been
Unveil’d to his vision from Nature’s gray hoard—
In bis raptuous drearnings bo never has seen,
A fairer than thou art, sweet Sallie Laborde!
The joy in the glance of the dark eye of Spain,
"Would rouse unto hope from the depths of despair,
Tho tresses that wave in the dance on tho plain,
Full many a maiden is sighing to wear—
But dearer than all that tho "Wanderer sees,
As the Past is disclosed with its offerings stored—
Like music low breath’d on tho soil Summer breeze,
Is tho thought of tho gcntlo girl, Sallio Laborde i
Ye men of tho Pastl who have rovoll’d in love
Till your eyes have been quench’d in tho darkness
of night—
" Who silently shed from your radiant store
Os learning tho gleams set tho World all alight,—
Had ye seen but tho form of the charmer I siug,
As over your black letter volumes you pored,
Not now to your fame would Humanity cling,
For Earth ne’er had brighter than Sallio Labordcj
Dr. Egan, a physician of Chicago,
and also an enthusiastic land specula
tor, perseribed some pills for a patient,
with directions to take a quarter down,
and the balance in one, two and three
years.’
Why Jan young man hugging his
sweetheart like an epicure who per
mits his wine to leak away? . Because
lie is ivaisting what he loves. The
author of this was sent to the peniten
tiary.
Trees.—Plant tffnsey around
the roots of peach trees. Tlie peach
worm will not trouble them .after
wards,
foetri).
FOR THE INDEPENDENT TRESS.
(No 14.)
To a Rivulet.
Flow gently on, sweet, limpid stream,
And seek thy parent sea,
Still sporting with the solar beam
That scatters gems o’er thee.
Cau’st thou retain thy purity,
As thou shalt onward roam,
Or will thy wavelets tainted be,
Ere thou shalt reach thy home?
Through bogs thou’lt find thy winding way,
Pure, pearly stream be sure—
Thy waters mingle with the clay.
And be at last impure.
How like the tide of human life
Is thine, thou gentle stream,
Before wo mingle in the strife
Os manhood’s feverish dream!
Pure as thy limpid waters are,
Are childhood’s guileless hours,
And on the stream of life afar
But float the sweetest flowers.
But by and by its waters dr ink
Corruption at its source,
And in its billows sorrows sink,
Where’er it winds its course.
But as thy waters shall distil,
And leave their clay behind
So up in heaven’s high places will
Be pure immortal mind.
Eatonton, Spring of ’-IS. l. l.
% Sal t.
FOR THE INDEPENDENT PRESS.
BENT WOLD:
A TALE OF FLORIDA AND GEORGIA.
BY T—
ANARUS( Continued .)
CHAPTER VI.
It must not be supposed that Horace
Bentley ever obtained the entire control
of his passions. His, by nature were
strong and deep; and it required a
strong and continued exercise of the
will to keep them within bounds.—
Sometimes they burst asunder the
bonds with which he bound them, and
terrible was the display which ensued.
It falls not to the ,lot of mortals ever to
attain to perfection. The man in whose
breast the tires of stroug passions glow,
who has subjected them so entirely
to his will that no combination of cir
cumstances can excite him to the com
mission of a rash act, has yet to come
into existence.
Among Horace Bentley’s peculiari
ties, was an extraordinary fondness for
orange trees. With him, the vision,
or the thought of an orange grove,
always awakened in his mind associa
tions of love, beauty, poesy. He of
ten said he could never find words
adequate to express the intense delight
with which he used to wander through
the orange groves of Spain, of Cuba,
and of our Florida. A pleasant sea
breeze, too, always excited the same
peculiar emotions of delight in his
mind as the orange groves; and by
some means the two were always asso
ciated together in his mind: he could
never think of one without thinking
of the other.
He resolved to gratify his taste in
this regard by seeking out some spot
under the shadow of the stars and
and stripes, where he could build him
a house and enjoy his two great lux
uries. With this view he set out to
travel through Florida. Fortune fa
vored him to a remarable degree, for
while seeking a site whereon to fix his
residence, he stopped at the house of
an old friend of his father’s, Avhere he
met with Miss Arlington. I need not
describe her. She was a lady calcula
ted to take b} 7 ' storm, the heart of such
a man as Horace Bentley. Need I
say more? Horace who, a short time
before, had, in his presumption, thought
that ho could bind or loose his affec
tions as he listed, now found that he
had, all along, been laboring under a
great mistake. He fell deeply and ir
retrievably in love.
Miss Arlington had a cousin—Ben
Hester —a fierce, passionate fellow who
had persecuted her with his attentions
and offers of his hand, ever since her
fifteenth year. His well known reck
lessness and vindictiveness had at
length driven off nearly all the host
of suitors, by whom she was at first
surrounded. When Horace became
aware of this fact, it only acted as a
spur upon him, and he immediately
set out to woo the lady. She returned
his love; and when he discovered this,
lie was ready to face a legion of devils,
in defence of his claims.
The report that Horace Bentley and
Miss Arlington were engaged, and
that the nuptials were soon to be cel
ebrated, quickly reached the ears of
Ben Hester, and his rage and mortifi
cation knew no bounds. It is impossible
to describe the effect which such disap
pointment produced upon one who like
him had rather nourished and encour
aged his passions than endeavored to
curb them. His few associates, -well
knowing what would follow if he en
countered his rival, endeavored to pre
vent an interview. It was all in vain;
for he sought Horace and grossly in
sulted him, in public. Os course Hor
ace knocked him down; when he pick
ed himself up and drew a pistol. One
was as promptly produced by his ad
versary, who had been prepared for
what was to happen. Fortunately,
some of the spectators struck Hester’s
pistol from his hand, and Horace’s
chivalry would not allow him to fire on
an unarmed foe.
Hester then challenged his adversa
ry to fight him on the ..spot. The lat
ter accepted the challenge and, offered
him the choice of weapons. Hester
chose rifles, thinking*that perhaps the
other was unacquainted with the. weap;
on. But the sequel proved that he
reckoned entirely without his host—
he being carried from the field with a
bullet in his knee, and his foe walking
off untquched.
So Horace carried off the prize; and
what was bet 1 mean what was very
well —he received with her, as a mar
riage portion, the estate on which he
built his house. It was already par
tially improved and Nature had done
all that he could ask, so that re-build
ing the house was by far the largest
part of the work lie had to perform.
CHAPTER VII.
A few days after Mr. Bentley and
Frank returned from Blue Spring
Place, Frank rode to St. A ,to at
tend to some business for his father;
and Harry was allowed a holiday for
the purpose of going with him. That
evening Helen was not disposed to
lose her accustomed gallop, nor was
she disposed to take it alone. She
and her father and mother were in
that same colonnade where we first
made their acquaintance. Ah! reader,
if you could only realize all the asso
ciations connected with that noble col
onnade, that waving and whispering
shrubbery and that soft, wooing sea
breeze ! And the peerless Helen!—
Again she stood within reach of her
favorite orange tree. “And again,”
says the reader, “you are going to in
dulge in one of your senseless rapliso
dies.” But you are mistaken dear
reader. Instead of speaking myself,
I will let you hear the musical tones
of the bright and proud beauty whose
full rosy lips are just parting, as she
turns toward her companions; the pa
trician-looking lady and gentleman
who are calmly enjoying the fresh, per
fume-laden breeze.
“Mother, does not this pure delicious
atmosphere tempt you to indulge in
one more gallop on your favorite
steed? Metliinks that one who has
ever experienced the high, exhilara
tig influence of the swift motion of “a
steed that knows it’s rider,” would find
it hard to resist the wooings of an even
ing like this.”
“You are right Helen,” was the re
ply. “It is hard to resist the tempta
tion ; and if I were young as you are,
it would be impossible. No doubt all
romantic young ladies think exactly
like you do; but recollect you are
only seventeen, while I am barely
able to say, with a clear conscience I
am under forty.”
“Ah mother I know you are just as
romantic as I am myself. You can
not but feci your blood quicken at
sight of the steed whom you yourself
named Mazcppa. I have ordered him
and father’s favorite, as well as my own
noble Grey. And here they come
too.”
And as she spoke the three fine
blooded animals were brought round
to the door. Mrs. Bentley’s eye did
brighten as she beheld the fiery but
docile bay, who had so often borne
her along the sandy beach or through
the dark wood.
“And now mother,” said Helen, “don
your beaver and let us be off. As to
father, I do not ask him, for of course,
if you ride, his well-tried Jealty will
not allow him to remain at home.”
“I fear I am growing toq lazy Hel
en,” answered Mrs. Bentley, again
leaning back on her soft seat—-“so
lazy that I feel little inclination to ride
this evening.”
“But mother your health will suffer
if you break off entirely from the
bracing exercise to which you have
accustomed yourself. You,arc pale,
even now.”
“You are excessively cunning, Miss
Helen,” said Mr. Bentley, leisurely
puffing out a thin fragrant cloud.—
“You take advantage of the parian
fairness of } T our mother’s complexion
to say she is pale, and to urge it as a
reason that she must ride with you.
Why she is in blooming health, and
can beat you at a horn-pipe now.”
“Well admit that she is—admit that
she can,” was the ready reply. “But
what, as much as anything else, lias
served to bring, about this state of
health, but riding on horse-back? And
how long will it last, if she neglects
the means which brought it tj,bout ?”
( “You would make an excellent cas
uist;” said Mr. Bentley, “you can.
change your position so readily.”
“Still,” said Helen, “you mu Aad
mit that my last; argument is .unan
swerable.”
NUMBER 22.
“Well perhaps so,” said her father.
“But I question } r our motive in making
use of it.”
“now?”
“Why you pretend to be solicitous
concerning your mother’s health, when
the truth of the matter is, you only
wish to procure a cavalier for your
self.”
“Why you don’t call mother a cav
alier do you?” was the mischievous
reply.
“No you little witch; but you have
already admitted that you know if
your mother rides, I am bound to at
tend her.”
“Well, father,” said Helen laughing.
“I am perfectly willing you should
have your jest, since I sec by your eye
that you will go.”
“But why not depend on the chance
of meeting Dick Walton, or Tom But
ler, or some other youthful cavalier,
instead of depending on an old man
like .myself?”
“Because,” answered Helen—“But
nevermind the cause. Mother we will
be waiting for you.”
“Only a few moments though,”
said Mrs. Bentley rising suddenly and
going within.
She soon returned in riding habit
and hat, with whip in hand.
“Upon my honor,” said Mr. Bent
ley rising as his fine-looking wife came
out in a costume she had laid aside for
some time, and making a profound
bow. “Upon my honor, I shall have
to fall in love again. I feel as if I
could risk another rifle shot, even
now, for the sake of my beauteous
bride.”
“Very likely you do,” said Mrs.
Bentley. “I hope though you arc not
going to ride horse-back in slippers?” j
“Most assuredly not,” was the an-.,
swer, as Mr. Bentley hastened .y/iihui"
to draw on his boots. On his return,
the party mounted and passed round
to the gate leading out toward the
public road.
“Suppose we go to meet Frank and
Harry,” said Mrs. Bentley.
“Agreed,” was the answear, and
they took the road leading to St. A—.
I can add nothing to what lias been
already written and spoken in praise of
riding on horseback : if I could, here
perhaps would be the place to say it-
This much I .can say though, oh ye
plodding, sober sided denizens of towns
and cities! Ye who are afraid to
mount a horse’s back! —who view the
feat in the same light as that of mount
ing the back of an Elephant, or
thrusting one’s head into the jaws* of a
Lion! All ye who have never learn
ed to feel perfectly at ease on liorscjll
back! Ye will never know the ex
treme of exhilaration—the very acme
of proud extacy, till you get to that
point when you can truly take!“a
fearless leap on a fiery steep.” A
This extacy —this exhilaration, was
felt in its full force by our party front
Bentwold as they struck a fleet gallop^
on the St. A road. Mr. Bentley
rode between a wife of whom he wasjc
proud, and a daughter of whom *he
was, perhaps, still more proud, and
this fact added to the glow of happi
ness naturally induced by the indul
gence of his favorite amusement and
exercise. They dashed on rapidly, un
til a sudden turn in the road brought
them in sight of Frank and Harry, re
turning from St. A— —. They were
accompanied by a stranger, which as
soon as Helen and Mrs. Bentley per
ceived, they reigned their horses up
to a more decorous pace, and thus the
two parties appitoaehed each other.
The stranger who accompanied the
two young Bentleys, was a young man,
apparently of twenty two or three
years of age. His careless but ex
ceedingly gracef'iTsMt showed him to
be an accomplished horseman. Prac
tice in a riding school could never
the perfect case and conT%|tmp dis
played by him, and by his companions
also. Such a seat could
tained by constant practice jrdjfrt mere
infancy. His figure was wellfpropor%|
tioned, both for muscular strength
and handsome appearance.
of this however, a. slight his
broad shoulders, an occasional hectic
spot on his pale cheek, and a sjjgdit
cough, created, in those who
upon him, painful feelings ofhkympa
thy and condolence. Ilis jpatures
were handsome and at the s&ne time,
exceedingly intellectual in apr^jmnee* 1
Deep black hair and ey es long