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SATURDAY MORNING, AUGUST 31, 1867.
THS ORAMJEBURG NEWS.
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SIMI^LK^b AT ?RANGEBURG, c. s
Every Saturday Morning.
. ~:o:- . .
SAMUEL DIBBLE, Editor.
?glft Gi DIDDL E; Asstxnate Editor.
vq^JrE^S gfe IIXLL,, Publisher. ?
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FREE OF CHARGE.
RATES OF ADVERTISING. I
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A Square consists tjf 10 JhVcs Rrevier or ono inch
of Advertising space*
Contrnct Advertisements ittsvrletl lipon Ihc most
MARRIAGE and FUNERAL NOTICES, hot ex
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Terms Cash fil Advance. "&&
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Komm OnANciEm-itu Nr.ws.
Oratigehurg, S. C.
feb 23 o . ly
; 0RANOEBURU DISTRICT.
Obiiixaiit?P. A. MeMichacl.
/I'ii.mmissionkii i.n E?jriTV?V. 1). V. Jamison.
6\i.>:v.k Or't'oritT?Joseph F.dtohuison.
*>KKxtir?.1. W. II. Dukes.
^ax^Cyt(js?rvUrt.?Orange Parish.?V. W. Fairy.
SI. Matthew? Pburiah.?W. II. D.int/.ler.
Asst. Aast**?? U. Ruvnxr.*:.?Cwij;1'
A<i?*st rda SxaMrrs, ice;?P. V. Dibble.
M aoistuatrs?Thorn as P. Stokes; W. R. Troad
well, A. J. Gaskirts, V. W. Fairy, David L. Connor.
J. II. Felder, Levin Argoe, R. V. Daunclly, E. A.
Price. W. L. Ehncy, J. D. Pricket. Samuel E. Moor
?r,C B. (Hover, E. C. llolnuin, P. Buyck, F. M.
W?maiMV?r, D, OC Tindull.
OoMXISSIOMCns TO \vi-iimvi. SSCVUITISM-j. (i.
Waaaamaker, James Stokes, D. R. Barton, Ada/at
Smoke, A. D. Frederick.
CoMMtssioN'r.us or Pciimc Buii.ittsos?Wm. M.
Hut son, Harpin Riggs, E. Ezekicl, Joseph P. Ilnr
leyj F. II. W. Briggmaun.
Commissioners or Roads?Orange Parish?Wnst
loy Jlouser, F. W. Fairy, Samuel M. Fairy, Samuel
0. Fair, F.JdThjgston, W. S. Riley, Westley Culler,
H. C. WannaniSker, N. E. W. Sistrnnk, II. Living
?ten, James Stokes, J. D. Knotts, R. P. Antley, John
S. Bowman' J. L. Moorer, W. C. Moth, Lewis Ga
riflk, B. A. \'<,?? J- H. O'Cain, Ellison Connor, John
Brodle, J. G. Gulgnard, Jacob CoouCr, George
Byi'd, J. T, Jennings, David Danuelly.
COHHttB iovkbs of Ho a i>h?St. Matthews Parish?
ft, 0. Darby, W. C. Haue, M. K. Hulnian, Andrew
Heuser, J. A. Parlour, E. T. Shular, J. L. Parlour,
^wen Shular/ T. G. Shular, ?V. L. Pou. J. W. Sel
ftfrf', R': W. O.ites, J. W. Darhour, Aiigust.us Avi,u
ftr, P.. ?'.. ATlnger, J. D. flcjtfcr, fc. Jfl JKeUcr, J.
aJommhaiohkes or Fnr.r. fii-iiooj-s?Orange Parish
patid L. Connor, J. R. Milhous, Henry N. Sncll,
/?kn Jordan, N. C. Whetstone, John loabinet, Dr.
fi>. N. Bowman, Samuel DlhbW.
jO.c-MawMioxr.ns or ?rk? IUnwn,*>~>Hi. MAflhcws
parish?Peter Buyck, J. II. Keller, Westley Ilouscr,
John Riley, J. H. Felder, Adam Hohnun.
C?MHtsSiONKns or the Poon.?Orange Parish.?
W. Ri Treadwell, John Grambling, W. II. Izlnr, J,
B. Morrow, S. ii. Sawyer.
T?st ohWs in OraRgoburg District.
OrrtCKS. TOSTM ABTF.ItS.
Orangeburg...Thaddens C. Huhbcll.
St. Matthews.Mrs. Sally J. Wiles,
Vance's Ferry.R. M. E. Avingcr.
Branohvillo....Mrs. Amy Thompson.
Fort Motte.John llirchmore.
Schedule South uroHuu Rail Road.
Leave Columbia at. 0.80 A.M.
" Orongebnrg at. 10.80 A. M.
ArrWe ai Charleston. 4 P. M.
/i " Augusta. ? P. M.
/}> Pasncitgcr. ?
?jLcaTc Augusta,nf...v. . 7 A. M.
?' /tlhirte^/ii? At. S A. M.
" ft?Wfi<*ujrK w,. 1.80 P. M.
-Arrive atYlsnlttWbia.ftU. 5.20 P. M.
Leave Orongelnirj? at......10 A. M.
Arrivoat Charbr/ilAn at. 0.10 P. M.
%LtavcOrn.?l?t;bnr^ i??.?.1:58 v- M
"Arrive ot Columbia at....0.30 P. M.
* mar 23 V. ;U
"Give Mo Tlirco Grains of Coni,
lit Mit?, a. H, HUMOKn?Brooklyn.
Adapted to the Present Suffering of Many in
The following vorne? were rendered by Rev. Dr.
Berkley, of St. George's Church, in this city, (soya
the St, Louis Republican) on the occasion of the de
livering of his discourse in bchnlf of the destitute
and starving in the 8outh. The reading of the sad
lines produced a profound impression upon the au
dience, nhd many applications havo been made for
copies of the verses. As the surest way of gratify
ing the wishes of those who desire to possess the
poem, we publish it below.
Give me three grains of corn, mother,
Only three grains of corn,
It wli! keep the little Ufc I have,
Till the coming of the niorlt.
I am dying of hunger and cold, mother,
Dying of hunger and cold,
And half tho agony of such a death,
My lips have never told.
D. has gnaw'd like a wolf at my heart, mother,
A welf that is fierce for blood,
AM the live-long day, and the night besides
Onawing rbrlnck of fowl.
I dreamed or bread in my sleep, mother,
And the sight wns Heaven, to sec;
J awoke with eager, famishing lip,
fiu'-you had no bread for me.
How eolliu I look to you, mother,
How could T look to you
For bread to give to your starving boy,
When you are starving too?
For I read the fumine in your cheek,
And in your eyes so wild,
And 1 felt it in your bony hand,
Ah you laid it on your child.
The North has lands and gold, mother,
The North has lauds uud gold,
While you are forced to your empty breast
A skeleton babe to hol?!?
A babe that is dying of want, mother,
As I am dying now.
With a ghastly look in its sunken eye,
Aud famine upon its brow.
Whit I have we poor ?nies done, mother,
What have we poor ones done,
That the world looks on and sees us starve,
Perishing one by one?
Do Christian men care not, mother,
The great men and the high.
For the sutlVring sons of the Southern land.
Whether they live or die!
There is many a brave heart, here, unit her,
Dying of want and cold.
While only across a few poor States,
Are many that roll in gold.
There are rich and great men there, mother,
Wilh wondrous wealth to view,
And the bread they fling to their dogs to-night,
Would give me life and you.
Come nearer to my aide, mother,
Come nearer to my side,
And hold mc fondly, as you held
My sister when she died.
Quick ! for I cannot see you, mother,
My breath is almost gone.
Mother ! dear mother, ere I die,
Give me three grains of corn!
?The above words wefc tin) last request of a lad
to his mother, as he was dying front starvation. She
found thrOC grains in the corner of a pocket III !.'!*
ragged Jacket, and gave them to him. It was all
she had; tho whole fftHl.Hy w*orc perishing from
j] .. ?eaeaaagMBBB 1 ?> ??
The Lottery Ticket.
A SKETCH FOR ITAZARD-?EEKERS.
1?Y SYLVANUH COWB, JO.
James Laiming was a mechanic?a young
honest man, whose highest ambition was tu gain
a comfortable homo tor himself aud wile, and
to be thought well of by his neighbors.
He had built himself a house, and there still
remained upon it a mortgage of five hundred
dollars, but this sum he hoped to pay in a very
few years, if ho had only his health. Ho had cal
culated exactly how long it would take, him to
clear off this incumhruncc, and he went at work
with his eyes open.
One evening, .Inmos came homo to his sup
per more thoughtful than usual. His young
wife noticed hit" man nor, aud she inquired its
I "What is it James?" she kindly asked.
"Why, I never saw you look so sober before."
"Well, I'll toll you, Hannah," returned tho
young man, with a slight hesitation in his man
ner. "I havo been thinking 1 should buy a
Hannah Laiming did not answer immediate
ly. She looked down and smoothed tho silken
hair of her babe, which wns chirping Jikc. a
little robin in hor arms, and the shades of her
handsome features showed that she. wns taking
lime to t,hiuk
??How .much will it co t '/" she at length
naked, looking halt* timidly up into her hus
"Twenty dollars," returned .Tallies, trying to
assume a confidence which she did not feel.
"And 'havo you made up your mind to buy
"WcJIj 1 think I shall. What do you think
"If Vtiu should ask my advice." James, 1
should say, do not buy it.
"But why so r
"For many reasons," returned the wife, in a
trembling tone. She would not offend her bus
band, and she shrank from giving him advice
which he might not follow. "Tn tho first place,
I think the whole scheme of lotteries is a bad
one; and then you havo no money to risk.''
"But just look at the prizes." said James,
drawing a "scheme" from his pocket. "Hero
is one prize of twoutyvtlmu#uud dollars, anoth
er of ten thousand, another of five thousand,
und so on. .Something tolls me that if T buy
a ticket I shall draw a largo prize. And then
just think, Hannah, how easily 1 eonld pa)' all
up for my hvusoj and perhaps have a good
Jiand-oaic sum left."
Tho young man ?;*?oke with much can!??t
ucss and assurance, but ho saw that tlicrc was j
a cloud upon his wife's brow.
"It seems to mo t hat the chance of drawing
a prize is very doubtful," said Hannah as she
took the scheme. -Here are many thousand
tickets to bo sold." The babe tried bard to
snatch the paper, and Hiimiah laid it aside.
"I think I shall run the risk," resumed
James, glancing oueo more over the paper, and
resting with a nervous longing upon the figiucs
which represented the higher prizes. ? There's
Barney, he drew eight bundled dollars about a
"Yes. I know it." said Hannah, with more
warmth than she bad before manifested, -anil
what has become of the money ? You know
he has squandered it all away. And. James,
money is ol no use to our happiness unless we
conic honestly by it."
"Uouestly repeated the young man.
??Surely, there is nothing dishonest in drawing
a prize in a lottery."
??1 think there is" kindly, but emphatically
roluVnceTthc wife. **A11 guinv> of ItaiuiH, where
money is at stake, are dishonest. Were you to
draw a prizouf twenty i housaud dollars you would
each ; rob a thousand men of twenty dollars
or at least, you would take from them money
for which you return no equivalent. I* it not
gambling in every sense of the word ?"
"0, nnj you look upon the matter in too]
strong a light."
"J'crimps 1 do, but yet so it looks to me.
What you draw, some otuvelse must loose ; and
perhaps it liifly l?o some one who can afford the
loss no belter than you can. Let us live on
the producta of oilr honest gains, and wo -ball
James Lanuing was uueaxy. He bad no
answer for his wife's argument; at least, no
answer that could spring from L.is moral con
victions, aud he let the matter d\rop. But the
young man could not drive tUe.?yrcn from his
heart. All the next day his head was full of
prizes, and while ho was at his work, he kept
muttering over to himself, -'Twenty thousand
dollars." --Ten thousand dollars," "Five thou
sand dollars." and su on.
Whcu he wollt Imme the next night, he was
almost unhappy wit'* the nervous anxiety into
which he had ii,;?wn himself. The tempter
had grasped him firmly, ami whenever he
thought of the lottery, be saw nothing hut
piles of j^nld and silier. In short, .lames Lan
ning had made up his mind that be would buy
the ticket. He wont to the little box where
he had already a hundred and twenty dollars
laid up towards paying off the mortgage from
his house. Tho look clicked with a startling
sound, and when he throw back the cover, ho
hesitated He looked at his wife, and saw that
she was sau
"O, 1'ffi sure I shall dr.iW a prize." In- said,
with a faint, fading smile
lie took four half-eagles from the box. and
put them in his pocket. His wife .-aid noth
ing. She. played with her babe to hide her
sadness, for she did not wish to say more, on
tho. subject. She had seen the little pile of
gold accumulating, and both she and her hus
band bad boon happy in anticipating the day
when the pretty cottage would be ail their own.
But when she. saw those four pieces of gold
taken away from the store, she felt a fore
shadowing id' evil. She might have spoken
again against tho movement, but she saw that
her husband was sorely tender on tho hubject,
and she let tho affair jju tho baud* of fate.
A week elapsod iVotu the time that James
bought the ticket to t he drawing of the lottery,
and during that time tho young man ha/1 not a
moment of real enjoyment. He was /It or lull
ing between hope and fear, and his mind vus
constantly on the stretch.
At length the day arrived. James went to
the office, and found that tbe drawing bail I.ik -
on place, and that, the list of prizes had been
iinado out. He seized the li.st and turned away
that those who stood around should not see
his office. He read the list through, but
searched for his number in vain. It was not
there. Ho hud drawn a blank ? He loll the
office an unhappy man. Those twenty dollars
which ho had lost had been the savings of two
months hard>labur, and lie felt their loss most
When he went home that night, he told his
wile that he had lost. She found no fault with
him. She only kissed him, and told him the
lesson was a good one, even though it had bceu
dearly bought. rivi
Hut James Laiming was not satisfied, he
brooded over his loss with a bitter spirit, and
nt length the thought enmo to hira that he
might yet draw a prize ! He wished that he
had not bought the first ticket, and he thought
that if he could only get back his twenty dol
lars he would buy no more; but he could not
rest under his loss. He was determined to
make one more trial, and he did so. This time
he purchased the ticket without his wife's
knowledge. The result was the same as be
fore, lie drew a blank !
?I-'orty dollars !" was a sentence that dwelt
fearfully upon the young mechanic's lips. '-Oh,
1 must draw a prize. I must make up what I
have lo."' ' Let me once do that, and I'll buy
in, jitore tickets."
Anothci Itfcmy dollars was taken from the
little bank, another ticket Was &V.*'ht. another
blank was drawn ! At the end of three month?
tiie little bank was empty, and Jaines Laiming
bad the last ticket in his pocket. Ah. how
earnestly he prayed that the ticket might draw
a prize. He had become pale and careworn,
and his wife, poor, confiding soul, thought he
only repined because he had lost twenty dollars.
When she would try to cheer him he would
laugh, and try to make the matter light.
"flames," said his wife to him one day?it
was the day before that on which the lottery
was to be drawn in which he held the sixth
ticket?"Mr. House has been hen; to-day after
his semi-annual interest. 1 told him you would
see him to-morrow."
??Yes. T will," said James, in a faint tone.
Yes. to-morrow 1 shall pay him."
Vouiig Laiming thought of the lottery and
T?fHlil8pi?'b. Thi? wu* thi> sixth trial,-and he
felt sure that he should draw.
The morrow came when .lames Laiming re
turned to his home at night he Was penniless !
All his golden visions had faded away, and he
was left in darkness and misery.
?'James, have you paid .Mr. House his inter
est yet ?" asked Hannah.
The yoiUijr man leaned his head upon hit>
hands and groaned aloud.
? Fur Heaven's sake ?lames, what has hap
pened?" cried the startled wife springing to
the side of her husband, and twining her arms
:?L*iiit his neclc.
The young man looked up with a haggard
expression. His lips were bloodless, und his
features were all stricken with a death-hue.
'?What is it ? O, what '" murmured the
"Go look in our box?our little bank,"
groaned the poor man.
Hannah hastened away, and when she re
turned she bore the empty box in her hand.
"Ilohhcd!" she gasped, as she sank tremb
lingly at her husband's side.
? Yes, Hannah," whispered the husband, "\
? I have robbed you."
The stricken wlft' gazed upon her husband
with a vacant look, lor at first she did not com
prehend ; but she remembered his behavior for
weeks back, she remembered how he had mur
mured in his sleep of lotteries and tickets, of
blanks and prizes, and gradually the truth
broke in upon her.
"I have done it all. Hannah," hoarsely whis
pered tlur condemned man, when he saw that
his wile had guessed the truth ' All has gone
for lottery tickets. The Demon tempter lured
,,?.?ho held up glittering gold in his hand,
but lie gave me none of it. O, do not chide
mo? You know not what 1 have Buffered?
what hours of agony I have passed?and you
cannot know how cold is my heart, now. (.).
my wile, would to God I had listened to you!"
? ??sh!" calmly whispered the faithful wife as
she drew her hand across her husband's heated
brow. ?Mourn not what is lost. I will not
chide thee. It is hard thus for you to lose
your scanty earnings, but there might be many
calamities worse than that. Courage,?)anies;
we will forget it."
??And Mr. House will for^osc the mortgage.
You will l/c hi|ii/ch;o?>." murmured young Lau
tung. II) Ijrokcn accent;,.
? No ; 1 will see him. 1 will See that all is
safe in that quarter." added Hannah.
At that moment the babe awoke, and the
?'0,11 tic mot her yyas called jo care for it. (Jm
the i)CXj <|ay, al noun, Hannah Landing gave
her husband a receipt for fifteen dollars from
??lien;." .still she -the inter.:! i= paid.?
Now let US Iblgol all that has passed, and .cont
"Hut how?what has paid this ?" asked
J runes, gazing first upon the receipt, and then
upon the wife.
?'Ay, but I must mind. Tell'me, Hannah."
"Well, I have sold my gold watch. Sold
"BtU) 1 can buy it back again. The man
will riot part with it, if I'want it. But I don't
James, till we are able. Perhaps I shall never
want it. You must not chide me, for never
did I derive one iota of the pleasure from its
possession that I now feel in the result of its
James Laiming clasped his wifetO hisbouom,
and he murmured a prayer, and in that prayer
there was a pledge.
**** * * * *
Two years passed away, aud during that time
James Laiming lost not a single day from his
work. He was as punctual as the sun, and the
result was sure.
It was late one .Saturday evening when he
came home, after supper he drew a paper from,
his pocket and laid it upon the table.
"There. Hannah." said he. while a noble
pride beamed in every feature, "that is my
mortgage, I'vo pnid it?every cent. This
bouse i.? ours?it is our own house. I've bought
it with dollars, every one of which has been
justly earned by the sweat of my brow. I urn
Hannah Laiming saw that hcv husband had
opened his arms, and slie sat down upon his
??0 blessed moment !" she murmured.
"Yes. it is a blessed moment," responded
the husband. "Do you remember Hannah,
the hour of bitterness that we saw two years
a ijo f
The wife shuddered, but she made no reply.
"Ah" continued the young man. "I have
never forgotten that bitter lesson ; and even
now I tremble when I think how fatally I Was
deceived by the tempter that has lured thou
sands on to destruction."
??But its terror is lost in this happy mo
ment," said Hannah, looking up with a smile.
"Its terror may be lost," resumed James,
'?but its lesson must never be forgotten. Ah,
tho*htrmg lottery ticket has a dark side?a
side which few see until they feel it."
"And arc not all its sides dark?" softly
asked the wife. "If there is any brightness
about it. it is only the glare of the fatal ignis
fatuus. which can only lead the wayward trav
eller into danger and disquiet."
? You are right, my dear wife. You were
right lit first. Ah," he continued, as be drew
the faithful being more closely to his bosom,
"if husbands would uftoncr obey the tender
dictates of the loving wife, there would be
far Jess of misery in the world than there is
The True System of Farming.
Trying to do too much, is a common error
into which the farmer often falls. His great
eagerness in driving to be rich, is doubtless
the cause of his error. He is ambitious and
energetic, and forms his plans on a large scale,
too often perhaps, without counting the cost.
He buys a large farm and wants to be called a
' large farmer," without understanding or con
sidering the true elements that constitute a
real farmer, lie fancies the greatness of that
profession, as is too often tho common estimate,
to be in proportion to the number of acres,
not to say cultivated, but embraced within the
boundaries of his domain. The fact is now
being spread abroad, that a largo farm docs
not make a man either rich, contented or hap
py, hut on the contrary, the reverse of all these,
unless well tilled, when the labor is rewarded
by ample crops and fair success in the various
departments in which he is engaged. No far
mer can realize the full benefits of his profes
sion without adopting a thorough system of
culture. His success, commensurate to his
wishes, always depends upon the manner in
which ho prepares his grounds, plants his seed,
and roars his stock. Neither of these depart
ments, which may be considered the cardinal
ones of bis profession, will take eare of them
selves. The soil may be rieh, but it needs
culture. His seed may lie sown, but it should
be in ?lue time, and always on soil well prepar
ed and of a suitable quantity for the produc
tion of the crop desired. His stock must be
constantly eared for?it derives its thrift from
the KQiJ. and bunds again to that soil the sus-1
tcnancc it requires; but this is not done in a1
loose haphazard w:?y-' '-The farmer's eare is
required, and sail his bettor judgment must be
exercised, in keeping up this system of recipro
cal benefits that may be realized by every in
telligent and industrious fanner.
Thorough cultiyntio|i ami systematic atten
tion to ajl parts of his business is indispensable
to a good, degree of success. The very corner
stones t,o t)ijs whole system of fanning, is to do
what you do thoroughly; nature will not. bo
cheated, aud never gives full returns to the
half-way work, that in practised by vastly too.
many calling themselves farmers,. lftlTc laud
has worn, the extent of ttiat(exlihustion ami tlro1^
food required, must bo first considered. "When' .
ascertained, the measures of these requirements
must be given, to bring out full returns! ' if
the farmer has but a small, stock, and consc-,"
qucntly but a small amount of manure to^ re
plcnish his land, it.is y^yious that but a ,snnij|y
farm can be supplied with it; ami good, j^dg-''1'
racnt at once dictates that toy$ultiyato iy"^P*5q>
ly a large farin, artificial fcrtiiiicrs BjP? J*b
used if good crops are obtmne<L, Xml/KJ witl?*\
labor, two men cannot suitably, till ouch'uhayc^0
acres of land whero the iabor of two nicii and '
perhaps four might be profitably employed on
This is the great error of farming. Two
men strive to do what four can hardly do and
thus thousands of acres are run over. 1mlf tilled ;
and producing half crops. The land is rutiV
over till.woru out, sustaining year after, . year
the uuuatural tax, till its energies arc cViiircVy7' '
exhausted and it fails to.yield even a
crop, because its life .is.'worn out. , Much of.
the soil of Virginia and other Southern States
is a type of this. Thousands of acres arc lying
entirely useless and exhausted, and will ever
remain so, till the first elements of its power
are returned to it. This process is fast going
on iu many of the Western States.,. TJic soil
is treated like an inexhaustible mine; the til
lers arc crying, give, give, give! till in a few '
years it will have nothing to give. Tlic boast"
of the West is Iarirc farms and large fields
of grain; plow, sow and reap, is the business'
of the western farmers, drawing out the' very
life of the soil, and sending away in the heavy
exports that arc constantly going onward, win!- ..
out returning to the soil the food it requires io
make it productive.
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The light that is being spread abroad on
this subject, is beginning to correct,this prac
tice to some exioui, but iu most hntanccs very
little is returned to the soil to keop it alive,
till after years of continual cropping, it mani
fests signs of exhaustion, and ultimate barron
ucss. When tillers of the soil understand their .
true interest, they will cultivate no more land
than they can do well. Fifty ucrci? of Und.for 1
tillage; brought to a high state of cultivation,
pays better than one hundred run over in tho ?
way that many do.?Jfjt'crsun Fuimijr.
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When we were in Alabama last month wc
were told by one of the parties named, the fol
lowing story, which is published iu the Enter
prise (Miss.) Shir : The Rev. Mr. Tallcy i form
erly of the Montgomery Conference of tho
Methodist Episcopal Church, South, who is a
' weak vessel," has been bought up by the
emissaries of the Northern Methodist Church..1
In the ignorant zeal of a new convert, who, of
course, wished to render some service for his
money, he went iuto the Summcrficld District,
over which Dr. A. II. Mitchell presides, Mid
began tin- propagation of the perfect equality 1
doctriiK! among tho colored people. This equali
ty ho carried beyond Itci/oiui, and, as the legiti
mate result, was lionized by the negroes.
An old gentleman of tho white persuasion^
residing in the neighborhood where this mis
sionary of equality was laboring, saw proper .'
to doubt Mr. Talley's sincerity, and told a fane
vorite boy?an old-time house and btnly-aer-. -'
vant, who had imbibed great confidence.in Mr.
Tal ley as a sincere equality man?that ho bad .
as well keop his money?if he intended to giro (
Mr. Tallcy auy?until he could te*t his sinceri
ty. A now idea struck Jack. Mr. Tallcy wan
to stay all night at Jack's master's. When he
retired to bed, Jack accompanied the n ?erend
turncoat to his room and held him in long con
version on the equality doctrine, until Mr. Tal
lcy was fully committed to it, and thoroughly
sleepy, ho took off his coat ready lor bed ; so,
did .lack. Hoots came noxt; so did Jack'?.
Talley's pants oft'; Jack's ditto. ''Look hero,
Jack, what are you up to?" quotlv Mr, Tal
"Nuffin 'tall, sir. Ecs going to bo 'down to*
soiuefin. dot's all," replied Jack.
"What's that you ar*o going to bo 'down
to ?' " saith his reverence.
"Woll, I'so going to bed wid yon. dot's till
dcre is alvout it. I is jes as good as you is. ar
cordln' to the Lord's gospel by yon. nml 1 is
tired of sleeping wid myself in tie shuc^-pon.
so I is gwino to sleep wid you in master',; luul."
Mr. Tallcy took a deliberate, indignant sur
vey of Jack from head to foot, slowly put on
his clothes, went to the stabhi, bridled ami .Had-'
died his horse, ami loft that jjk a raddor aw4 a
Eaui.Y IllSINO.?An editor says that. The
girls of Counectieut, who are remarkable for
their industry, drink a pint of ycn'?t hefVmi
I going to bed at night, in order to nre early in