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-VTithln the mountain lodge we sat,
At night, and watebed the slanted. snow,
Blown headlong over hill and moor,
And beard from dell and tarn below,
The loosened torrtfnts thundering low.
Twai such a night as drowns the stars,
And blots the moon from out the sky;
VTe could not see oar favorite larch,
Yet heard it rave Incessantly.
At the white whirlwinds drifted by.
Bad thoughts were near; we might not bar
Their item intrusion from the door;
Till yon rose meekly lamp in hand,
And, from an Inner chamber,
A book renowned by sea and shore.
Aod, al yon flung it open, Ioi
Between the pictured leaflets lay
Embalmed by process of time
A gift of mine a fuchsia spray
I gathered, one glad holiday.
Then, suddenly, the chamber changed,
And we forgot the snow and Wind;
Once more we paced a garden path,
With eren feet and even piind
That red spray In your hair confined.
The eistat trembled by the porch,
The shadow round the dial movedr
I knew this, though I marked them net,
For I had spoken unreproved,
And, dreamlike, knew that I was loved.
Sweet wlfel When falls a darker night,
May tome pure flower of memory,
Hid in the volume of the soul.
Bring back o'er life's tormented tea,
As dear a peace .to you and oa.
. AN INNQCENT.fLIRTATION.
. Had any one hinted to Helen Morrison
that ebe was inclined to flirtation, she
would have resented it Mr. John Bob-!
ertsdn knew this, and he therefore, in i
parting with-her, did not venture to more
than implore that she would be true to
htm, and not suffer riew'scenes and .faces
to rerehadow hit image in her heart. Even
this mildly expressed doubt Mies llorri
eon did not take in very good part, but
answered with a little loftiness, that "if he
considered such a request necessary, and
could not trust her anywhere and under any
dr n Whereupon he hastened to inter
rupt her with the soothing assurance that
bis confidence in her-was as fixed as the
rock of Gibraltar, and that he believed her
to be as true to him as in bis agitation
be could not immediately recollect "the
needle to the pole," to he substituted has
tily, "as the moon to 'the earth,'" which,
sa ICprovedwas a much truer comparison
than he iid a thought bt " r;
They were not exactly engaged, for Mr.
Morrison, Helen's uncle, had, with that
slowness and lack of appreciation of the
generous and unmercenarv impulses of
youth characteristic of old fogy ism, posi
tively insisted upon a "condition" to that
desired consummation, involving some
thing about "a year's waiting," success
ful practice," and "means sufficient."
Thereat the lovers were, of course, ex
' i tremely disgusted. "Money the price of
love!" Helen badsad,scornfullv. "Why,
one might a' well. be a Circassiatuflave!"
And "a whole year to waitl" John Robert
son muttered disconsolately' -"as though
- I were a young Methuselahl" Despite
which remark we must do him the justice
to say. that in his secret judgment he ad
mitted the sense of the thing as regarded
money and practice. He knew very well
jthat howsoever paradisiacal life might ap
pear to himself and Helen as lovers, yet
thatit wasanEden wherein roast beef does
not grow out of the ground, nor ready
cooked mutton-chops hang on trees. " 'By
"the sweat of thy "brow " muttered John
Robertson, thoughtfully; and he went back
to h dingy IittleUffice, with the brand
tJiw Jwijpvef the fdoor.lhtre 6 work
away.-heart afid soul, for thelove-he bore?
Helen Morrison, while that young lady
departed for Germany with her uncle and
aunt, to whom the medicinal waters had
been recommended. - -
It was -tov Bubbleschwalenburg that
Mr. Morrison firet took his wife and
niece, that well-known, half-gay, half-dismal
little .North German spa, where peo
ple bathe and dance, and make love and
break each other's hearts, and win and
lose fortunes, and blow out their own
brains, all in utter disregard for the rest
of the world. And here, while Mrs. Mor
rison passed her time in a chrysalis state of
wet blankets, whence sue expected to
emerge again a gay butterfly of fashion,
and Mr. Morrison spent his leisure in
' luxuriously lounging -in the water" witk-a
cap bf coffee and a newspaper floating. on
the level with his chin, like a highly re
spectable elderly merman, their fair niece
was necessarily left to find what occu pation
and amusement she could. - Tbeseat first
consisted in "gazing at Mr? Robertson's
miniature, in writing long letters with in
numerable P. SS. to Mr. John Robertson,
and in meditating upon the time when
he,and John Robertson .were again to
tacit.'' But the pretty, spiritiielle Ameri
can girl could not go unnoticed; where
fore la a .week's time she- found that she
had toot so-tuuch' leisure fonthese things.
There were " introductions, followed by
invitations to dance, to waif, to drive, all
of which' she could not well refuse; and
bo the letters crew a little shorter, and
the studies of Mr. John Robertson's good-
looking, clever, sensible American face
rather less frequent than before; and when,
at length, it was announced that the
gallant Twelfth Hussars, -stationed near
Bubbleschwalenburg, were about to give
their antjual balL-at;the,Spa,-the little
writing case' and -the tninia'tnre were put
away to make room for the laces and rib-
.bone which were to adorn -Miss Morrison
on that auspicious occasion.'
Very brilliant indeed it was. What
with the garlanded pillars, inlaid floor
and blazing lights of the ball room, and
the glittering uniforms of the officers and
exauisite toilets of the ladies, and the mu
sic -and the-smiles, and the intoxicating
waltz, it seemed a very scene of enchant'
ment to at least the younger portion of
the company. What a mysterious and
all-powerful charm there is for the female
mind in a military uniform, or a uni
form of any sort, indeed, short of that of
a State prison! The fact is one of the
most remarkable that has ever defied
BOYsiolozical 'research and physiological
investigation. And bow doubly potent
must nave been the charm ol these gor
. geous habiliments when decking the per
sons of heroes such as the officers of the
Twelth, tall, well formed, handsome,
haughty, yet with tender tones and melt
ing glances, which have already this eve
sing won the hearts and turned the heads
of half the weak and lovely women in that
brilliant throng! What wonder that they
look with unutterable scorn upon the in
significant black-coated civilians whose
notice erst they courted, and that to-night
their sleeping dreams will be of heaven
n h on von fiilinf masculine an pels in eor-
geous uniforms that never fade, and of
golden harps playing ravishing waltzes
that never cease f
"Where the beauty never waneth,
Where the brightness never dies."
Ach, Himmell if such happiness could
Many eyes are directed to one particu
lar couple, who go airily floating past in
that bewildering "vaUe. A sylph-like.
graceful girl, in a simple, elegant toilet,
and a tall, blue-eyed, fair-haired young
officer, than whom no one in the saloon
is more fttino-u-looking. Their names
you hear whispered here and there amidst
the lookers-on. "Miss Morrison Amer
ican; Capt. Carl von Weber Huesars."
There is a slight look of consciousness on
the lady s half smiling, hairbluebing face,
but her partner is as oblivious of observa
tion as though they two were floating
alone together through the azure of heav
en to r-
"The inborn melody of starry .spheres." (
His arm daintily clasps her slender
waist, his blue eyes rest upon her half-
averted face, and bis handsome head, no
ble and beautiful as that of a young Anti
nous, bends so low that the fairmustacbe
nearly touches her glossy hair. And with
what an easy, almost ethereal, grace they
float past; he whispering low in the dying
falls or brief pauses of the music, and she
still half smiling, half blushing, and now ,
and then just lifting her eyes with a sud
den light to his. It is not every one who
can talk and dance at once, and both to
perfection, as this young officer is doing;
and certainly in this, as in other ball-room
charms.- the genial German and the ver
satile Frenchman surpass the sober En
glish and the rather awkward, matter-of-
fact American. John Kouerteon bad nev
er danced like this, or made himself thus
agreeable to HeleiuMorrison. The idea
occurred to her vaguely, in unconscious
comparison; and then all thought of John
Robertson was dismissed for that night,
and she was loitering through the illiuhi
nated garden alleys of the Kursaal, on
Captain von Weber's arm, and now more
frequently looking up into the blue eyes
that seemed watching so eagerly for those
glances And by-and-by Heaven only
knows how it came about her hand was
clasped in that of her companion, and on
the fair surface where the lips of John
Robertson had last rested, breathed the
passionate kiss of the young German Hus
sar, scarcely checked or chidden. 'And
neither ottuem noticed a younggirl, hard
ly sixteen, with a fair, dimpled face, very
pale bow, and large earnest blue eyes, who,
leaning on the arm of a stout, puffy, mid
dle-aged roan, just glanced at them as she
passed, and averted her eyes as from some
thing too painful to behold. Had they
seen her, Helen Morrison might have won
dered at the strange expression on the fair
young face, and Captain Carl von Weber
might have felt ashamed ol himselt.
Heaven knows he had cause to be eo.
For three months past his love for Ger
trude Frelland, the pretty daughter of the
rich miller, had been the talk ot the gar
rison, and the standing topic with thecof-fee-and-scandal
party of the Bubble
schwalenburg. So earnest, indeed, was
his devotion that many among his broth
er officers predicted that he would marry
her. maugre his aristocratic family, while
the ladies of the above-mentioned social
assemblies.as ladies always do, took an op
posite and much worse view ol the case.
Not that they knew anything positively,
hut ahem. And it was very fortunate
for poor, little Gertrude that none among
those moral vultures scented the dear
twilight meetings by the old mill-dam,
and the delicious moon-light loitering "unto-
den JAnden," else would they have
torn her character to shreds, and battened
upon the dead carcass ae a a delicious ac
companiment to their hot coffee 1 True,
these meetings were known to some of
Carl von Weber's brother officers, but in
cases where a woman's fair name is con
cerned men are more generous and -honorable
than woman, and so there was no
danger to Gertrude. As the truth of the
case was that, though Carl von Weber
had .a very tender affection for the pretty
innocent girl, who loved him with the en
tire strength and .devotion of her whole
being. he had yet no thought of marrying
the miller's daughter, and that, though
he could not make this sacrifice, yet so far
noble and honorable was his nature, and
so far sincere his love for her, not for all
the worldly honors that could be offered
would he have injured her innocence or
cast a shadow upon her fair fame. Thus
lar let us do bim justice, it was only, lie
assured the most intimate of bis friends,
"an innocent flirtation," and, of course,
when be should leave Bubbleschwalen
burg the dear little thing would marry
and be happy. There was that rich and
worthy Uerr ruttscnalk, who had accom
panied her to the ball, and seemed inclined
to par ber serious attention an excellent
match for her, in a worldly or social point
of view. Herr Puffschalk poesessed in
fluence, and had influential friends. He
might be made a baron yet.
Certain it was, however, that in the
case of Helen Morrison, Captain von We
ber was not "flirting." lie had, in fact,
been deeply smitten with the young
American girl. It was one of those cases
of real "love at first sight" that de
fy an attempts to analyze or explain. W ell
says the song,
"How love Cometh and how love gocth,
Truly it only s love can tell."
and its subtle principle of birth and death
is alike unknown to us. It may be chance;
it may' be" destiny. But in either case it
was the fate of Carl von Weber, and he
loved the bright, frank American girl,
with bet winning manners, so naive and
yet so bigh-bred, with all the strength of
his passionate and really strong and ten
der nature. To him no lot in life seemed
so desirable as to have her walk through
it side by side with him. And sothedays
and the weeks went on, and his visits; to
the mill had ceased, and all his time and
all his soul were devoted to the girl who
had so cruelly supplanted poor little ten
der, confiding uertrude.
Helen Morrison could have prevented
much of this had she chosen. But she,
did not choose. She admired Captain von
Weber; she liked him; and it pleased her
to be admired and liked by bim. He was
quite a charming companion in the ball
room,. in the gardens and saloon, and in
those dPligbtful romantic drives and ram'
bles about the hillsand dales around Bub
bleschwalenburg which it was the fashion
to take in parties. Not alone, mind you.
for in the creed of the fair members of the
coffee and-scandal parties there seemed
some mysterious and deadly social sin in
the mere circumstance of two young per
sons of opposite sex being alone together
anywhere. Somebody must see them;
somebody must be able to vouch that the
two conducted themselves with the strict
est propriety, else nobody will believe it
of them; certainly not the cofl'ee-and-scan-dal
Still Captain von Weber managed to
find opportunity of saying to Miss Morri
son all that he wished to say. She was
not untouched by his devotion, and there
were tmes when the, thought occurred
that were she not an American girl, and
in love with John Robertson, how devoted
ly she could love this handsome, chival
rous young German soldier. But she
could not be faithless to John Robertson
(what an ugly name, by-the-byl); and she
did not think, considering the different
national tastes and habits that it -would
be quite prudent in her to marry.a'foreign
er. And yet she did not like to give him
up, at least, not quite yet So she avoid
ed a decisive reply to Carl's proposals; on
ly assured him that she wasn't engaged,
and made him believe she loved him, and
told her friends, when they bantered ber
about the devotion of the gallant hussar,
that "it was only an innocent flirtation."
How long this might have continued, or
where it might have ended, "Heaven only
knows, but for a little incident that at
somebody bad spoken of the beauty of
the mill, nnd a walking and sketching
party was formed for the purpose of visit
ing it. Captain von Weber could not go.
He "had some garrison duties to attend to,
he said, regretfully, and so Miss Morrison
accepted the" escort of a shaggy and fierce
looking Russian count, who had from the
first professed great admiration for her,
out rareiy succeeded, in obtaining an op
portunilyof manifesting it: and the Cap
tain being away, Miss Morrison thought
it no harm to encourage the count a little.
just so far as to amuse herself, and let peo-
pie Know mat sne nao a nobleman for an
admirer: In" fact, she enjoyed the idea,
and thought how nice it would be to make'
John Robertson a little jealous, and then
to rejoice him with the knowledge that
she had preferred him to a real Russian
count veiy poor, it was true, but a count
nevertheless. So she smiled upon the
count, and chatted charmingly in German
and French; and the count's dark eyes
glowed upon her almost as softly as the
blue ones of Carl von Weber; and very as--siduously
and tenderly he assisted her
over the rough rocks, and chose for her
the mossiest seat, whence she could see
and sketch the picturesque old mill. And
then, 88 she was thirsty, be left her and
went to a little cottage some distance off
to order a glass of milk and some brown
bread and honey an Arcadian repast
much affected by the Bubbleschwalenbur-
gian visitors on occasions like the present.
Ana men it happened that as Miss
Morrison sat busily sketching, apart from
the restjthere stood before her.under those
lindens, a fair pale little maiden with a
profusion of golden hair, and large soU
eran blue eyes, that looked into hers with'
a fixed and earnest gaze.
"Youyou are Fraulein Morrison,"
said the little maiden, "panting, and press
ing ber clasped hands over her heart, as
if to still its beatings or to ease some pain
"Yes." said Helen, in surprise, and
thinking to herself how pretty and inter
esting and sad this little creature looked.
"1 am Gertrude Freiland. "
Helen had heard of the miller's pretty
daughter. Some good-natured people
women, 01 course had told ber how sur
prisingly beautiful she was. and how-de
voted Captain von Weber bad been to
her. But she had never thought much
"I I wanted to speak to ycu." contin
ued the girl, hurriedly, as before, and
seemingly afraid of being interrupted, and
the color came faintly into her face as she
spoke. i '
"Say what you wish," said Miss Morri
son jrindly; ""Don't be afraid. Tell me
wuat it- is you want with me."
The kind tone was perhaps unexpected
Gertrude's heart was opened at once. She
Knelt down on the grass at her rival s
"I want to ask oh, do not be angry
with me! but'I want to know if you are
to marry Carl von Weber, as they tell
Helen Morrison looked at the lovely
face before her, the face so child-like in
feature, so womanly in its expression of
love and suffering, and a light -dawned
"No," she answered quietly, "I am not
to marry Captain von. Weber."
"But vou love him? oh, surely you love
"No," she said slowly, "I do not love
What a sudden light broke over the pale
face, and how eagerly she seized her ri
val's hand and pressed it to her lips!
"Fraulein" her voice trembled with
earnestness "if you do not love him,
why do you take him away from me?
love him, ach, Gott, how I love him!
And he loves me. He told so" often and
often here beneath the lindens. He kissed
me, and called me his Gretchen, away
from whom he could not be happy. And
we were happy, oh, how happy! until you
The tears gathered slowly into Helen
Morrison's eyes. She took the two burn
ing little hands into her own.
"Poor child 1" she said soothingly.
"Ob, Fraulein, give him back to me
give him back to mel lie was all 1 bad;
lie was all the world to me. And he loved
me he loved Vie!"
On her rival's breast the low wailing
cry died away, and Helen, holding her
tenderly in her arms, and softly stroking
down the golden hair, felt the trembling
form grow still at length. Poor childl
That night in the ball-room Capt von
Weber was surprised at the cold and grave
greeting which Miss Morrison vouch
safed bim when he. as usual, earrerlv
sought her side. What did it mean? What
had happened' tie could not well ask
an explanation there, but he looked anx
iously around for a clew, and thought he
had found it, when he met the bair-mock-in?,
half exultant glance of the Russian
count, and saw his open devotion to his
love, and bow she as openly encouraged
it Not but that Helen felt sorry for the
pain she was inflicting, but she felt also
that it was high time that her flirtation
with the huisar should be brought to a
decent close, and the interview with poor
Gertrude had given her a good excuse for
it She would tell him what she bad
heard about his ill treatment of that tender-hearted
little maiden,-and she would
firaise her beauty and sweetness, and tell
lim how wrong he was in breaking such
a true and loving heart. And eo, after
sher-berself should have left. -Bubbleschwalenburg,
as would now soon be the'
case, Capt von. Weber .would turn back
to his .old lore, and the little golden-haired
maiden would be happy.
But who may tell what a day or an hour
may bring forth?
In waltzing with the count, Helen Mor
rison dropped her glove almost at the
feet of Capt von Weberf as he stood jeaN
ously lookington. 'He -pfclte'd it np, and
when the dance was over, the fount came
up to him. e
"Monsieur has mademoiselle's glove?"
he observed, in French, which is al
most the native language of tbe German
spas; and with a stiff bow-he held out his
hand for it
"I shall myselfdelirer the glove, mon-i
sienr," was the haughty reply.
"Pardonne; but mademoiselle has sent
me for her glove," responded the Russian,
with emphasis, an emphasis in which,
there was the slightest suggestion of ex
ultation over his hitherto successful rival.
Slight as it was.it stung Carl von Weber
to tbe quick, and with a haughty glance he
turned his back upon the indignant count,
and made his way to Helen's Bide.
"I have your glove,", he said,
in that low, tender, tone in which he us
ually addressed her, "but I will beg your
permission to keep it It may remind me
of happier hours," he added, reproachful-Iv-.
she. let him have it: There could be no
harm in this; and tenderly and reverently
the young officer placed the treasure next
The Russian, meanwhile, insulted in
the presence of the company, was twirl-'
ing bis mustache, and glaring vengefully
upon the young hussar. When the ball
was over and the company leaving the
the saloon, a touch upon Carl von We
ber's arm arrested him.
''Monsieur,' said the count, fiercely, "I
must have satisfaction."
"Certainly, monsieur, at any time that
may suit you:.
"Then to-night nowf hissed thejtus
sian, exasperated by the cool contempt of
And so they went out together to that
quiet spot by the old mill, where the lin
dens grew. An hour after there lay upon
the green 'sward the lifeless form of what
had so lately been a living" man young,
strong, "and beautiful, and glorious in all
the promise of life. Ard on tbe still
breast, as the dawn -broke that might
never more break for him. lay the fair
head of poor Gertrude where many a
time before it had Jain, tenderly pressed
to his heart, between which, and her pale
cheek rested the blood-stained glove of a
Under the lindens; a few months after,
was a grave made: and there, through the
still summer nights, tbe tree that once
listened to loving vows now whisper low
and sadly of a young life blighted and a
young heart broken.
And eometimestnere comes acniidiess,
silver-haired old man, who wrings his
bands, and murmurs yearningly, "Gretch
en, ray little Gretchenl1'
Helen Morrison weijt back to John
Robertson a somewhat sadder, wiser, and,
we trust, better woman than' when she
had. left him. It was long before she
could tell him all; and then he forgave
her beenuse of her' repentance; and her
love for h'im- through it all. She had nev
er, been really false to him. She had not
really loved Carl von Weber, still less the
Russian count Oh.no. That sad affair,
which' was so long afterward the talk ot
Bubbleschwalenburg, could ' not, some
people said, be justly laid at her door.
She had intended no harm, but merely an
The Jfew' Styles and Fabrics.
Breast" pockets are in vogue again.
Japanese silk is not considered a ser
Colored, braid borders on tbe edges of
hats are found to be popular.
The Mediquis basque, with long front
and short back, is still popular.
Poppies promise to be used to excess as
a trimming for summer bonnets.
Box-plaited blouses of pique, braided,
are pretty and stylish for little boys.
There is a new yellow shade, called the
Leghorn, for trimming bonnets and for
Black cashmere aprons and basques
will be worn until it is warm enough for
Gray undress linen is preferred to buff,
on account of its service, though buff is
not out of style.
Very rich nnd showy ties now worn are
made of crepe lisse, with a square of
point duchess lace sewed in each end, or
else with points of applique lace.
The prettiest overskirts for wash dress
es have all their fullness held by shirring
on the sides, and this shirring is arranged
in drawing cases that can be loosened and
easily "done up."
Position plaits in the back of basques
are revived. Ladies wishing to make'
old basques new can do 10 by adding to
the lower part of the two middle forms a
straight piece of silk laid in from twenty
to twenty-five plaits.
There is a new cloth called Puddah
cloth, used for early spring suits. This
cloth is thick, yet soft and light, loosely
woven, not twilled. It isueed for wraps,
basques, overskirts, bias folds, and
flounces. It is.shown in gray and browp
Among the moat stylish overdresses are
tabliers and fichu-jackets made of alter
nate stripes of Titan braid and bead yak
lace. They are ornamented with a sash
and bo nb of double-laced satin ribbon,
black on one side, and pale, blue cream
or scarlet on the otber.
Byron or sailor collars of the dress ma
terial or of the silk used for trimming are
on many new dresses. Sometimes there
are two collars, one of the plaid wool like
the basque, the other of silk like the
sleevee. Other Byron collars of silk are
rows of crimped plating passing down
ward, and alternately of silk and wool.
A NICE TOWN.
Xlcholasvllle, Jessamine County, In
dulges In Nome More Mill-tier.
Another double shooting affray has oc
curred this time in Nicholasville, Jessa
mine county. It took place on Saturday
night last, about 8 o'clock. The particu
lars, as far as we could gath'rr tbemrare
about these:' A white man by the name
of Williams, a miller by trade, and in the
employ of D. B. Curd, at his mills the
same individual who. had the trouble in
Mitchell's saloon (colored).in this city.and
was arrested and tried for carrying coh
cealed weapons', had on Thursday some
difficulty with a colored man by the name
ofKitter, a member of tbe Board of Trus
tees of tbe town, and highly respected,
about a colored servant ot one of the ho
tels. On Saturday evening while Kitter
was sitting at his window, some person,
unknown attbetime, fired athim through,
the window a hole? in the curtain it ap
pears, gave the assassin "a sure aim the
shot took effect about an inch below tbe
eye, and a little to the left of the right
side of the nose. When found die was
still sitting in his chair, dead, not having
moved. Williams, tbe supposed assassin,
was arrested on Sunday evening and held
under guard during the night His trial'
has not yet taken place, but our informa
tion is such as to lead us to believe the
evidence against him will be conclusive.
About twenty minutes" after this shooting
another difficulty, occasioned by tbe too
free use of spirits, occurred on one of the
back streets among some colored voters.
The result was pistols were freely used,
and one of them was seriously, if not fa
WANTS NONE IN HERS.
A Brutal Negro Forces His Compani
on a Young Lady of Georgia, and
What Happened to Him.
We have beard of a case of civil rights
that occurred a few days ago in Coffee
county. A young lady had been from
home visiting a neighbor, and, on her re
turn, she was met in the road by a rough,
Ignorant negro, who told her that the civil-rights
had passed, and that it allowed
him the privilege of walking home with
her. She knew it would neither do to re
fuse or resist, so she said nothing, and he
actually accompanied her home. When
they arrived, she asked him to take a
chair in the piazza. He seated himself
and she went in the house. When she
returned, she had her father's double-barreled
gun, which she discharged at the
villain, blowing his brains out on 'the
spot. We have given the particulars as
near as they could be related to us. The
news was brought up to Telfair court last
week, and discussed there. The names
have been withheld.
A fVasnlntrton County 'W'liid storm.
The neighborhood of Mooresville and
Glenville, Washington county, was visited
last Saturday by a violent storm, that blew
down a number ol barns, much fencing,
and at least two dwellings. Of the latter,
one was on' the farm of Anthony Hundley,
Esq., and the other on that of Henry
Moore. In one instance, a hpuse was
lifted from over the heads of the family
that occupied it and carried away, leaving
the occupants unhurt upon the floor. At
Glenville hail-stones as large as a man's
fist are said to have fallen; but perhaps it
would be proper to subject tbe statement
as to the size to a slight discount
Drntal Mnrtler of a Prisoner by an. Al
abama Slob. '
News of a most cold-blooded and foul
murder comes to us from Gadsden, From
tbe reports we gather that a negro and a
white man of Etowacounty had a difficul
ty, in which the negro threatened, to shoot
the. white man. For this he was commit
ted to jail to await justice., At night an
armed band of-masked, men took the ne
gro out and elrtt him, thus visiting with
death, an offense -which, at best,' ranked no
higher than a misdemeanor. We have
no language at our command strong
enough to express our utter condemnation
of this most roost brutal and cowardly
A Couple ofSnrders in Harrison Coun
ty. Lexington Press.
A negro roan by the name of Theodore
Hill was dealing out free whisky at Lees
burg last Saturday, when he got into'a
quarrel with a white man by tbe name of
Unas. Bond, upon whom hemadeahirious
attack with rocke and whisky classes,
when Bond, in self defense, drew his re
volver and shot Hill through the breast,
lulling him almost instantly. It is alto
reported that a negro man was stabbed by
another at Slickaway a few days ago. and
that he has since died from the effects of
now Texas Storms Perorm their Work
Martin Moving Ball.
The first little girl who stepped out of
the door was raised in the wind and car
ried nearly two miles, high above, the
mesquite trees, and landed on a sand
bank near the house-of a neighbor, whom
she informed, perfectly calm and recon
ciled, of what had happened. She was
unconscious, during her flight through
the air on the wings of the mighty wind,
and what is most remarkable, she was
landed safe and sound, with the exception
of a few scratches.
A Shepherd Ditch Adopts Two VonnR
A gentleman in the vicinity of Riley's
Station caught two young' foxes, carried
them home, and shut them up in a coop.
A shepherd bitch that had a family of
young pu ppies at th e barn b card tb ey ou ng
foxes howling during the night, went and
tore down tbe coop, bore them away to
the. barn, and has been, performing the
part of a mother to them ever since. Tbe
foxes are now half-grown and are very
fond ot their loster-motner.
The Smartest Man In Kentucky.
Thc'smartestman now livingis in Mur
ray. He built a hogshead in bis house
about four times as large as thedoor, nnd
then instead of taking the hogshead to
pieces to get it out, he knocked in one
side of his house. '
A TEXAS DIVINITY.
She sometimes Goes Dressed In Hale
vioininic, ana has Killed Her Two Hen
jiiue a same soldier.
On last Fridav a man bv the name of
of McCormack was arrested by sheriff
T" i. -
rvoss, supposed to oe an Arkansas Tnur-
derer. A telegram was soon after receiv
ed from the authorities at Dallas stating
that, "Bell Boss," alias Mrs. Reed, tbe
wire or the notorious stage-robber, Reed,
killed a short time since in Collin county
by a deputy sheriff in attempting to arrest
him, was traveling with McCormack, and
that she was implicated in one or two
murders, and to arrest her. "Bell Ross"
sometimes goes dressed in men's clothes.
McCormack left her Friday out in the
cedar-brake. She came to town Sntnrdav
and spent most of tbe day in passing
around town, stopping at the saloons and
ower ousiness places, evidently-looking
for McCormack. About dark she entered
the hotel of Mr. Kirkpstrick, where, she
was arrested bv sheriff Ross and Marshal
Compton and lodged in iail. She had a
dirk-knife and six-shooter, but had laid
them asjde a few minutes before her ar
rest Renort savs she has killed two mm
She had letters on her person of a start
ling character, but the nature of which.
or prudential reasons, -we shall not make
A PUZZLED' EDITOR. . '
A Oeorwla Editor In a quandary Be-
nans 10 EO so von
Mr. Finley, of tbe Gainesville South
ron, is in a dilemma. He is supporting
Ben. Hill very strenuously for Congress.
His father, who is a Republican, has
come out against Mr. Hill. This is the
way me young man reconsiies bim to the
situation: "On the eve of going to press
we learn that Col. J. J. Findlev. of Hall
county, has announced himself a candi
date for Congress. This places us' in an
awkward position. 'White we have' at our
mast-bead-the name of Hon. B. H. Hill.
and. desire to see him in Congress, we
have that filial affection which should
characterize every son toward his father,
yet we cannot give him onr support "We
...... w ui.iwiu UIU1 IU JIUIUIC9,
and regret to oppose bim in his race. As
matters now stand, we are tbe worst
mixed up. mdn in the whole countrv. To
advocate the claims of Mr. Hill on one
side,-and oppose ouh father on the other,
is not an enviable position. Would .that
it were not so; but as we have espoused
Mr. Hill s cause, we will stand by him to
MORE WHISKY'S WORK.
An .Alabama Sheriff; While Bnnik,
Blows Out his Brains In a Tennessee
Jackson Whig and Tribnne. :
On' last, Saturday night a gentleman
called at the residence of Mr. Henry
Mays, in the southeast portion of Mo
Nairy county, and secured lodging. He
was intoxicated, but showed himself a
gentleman, and had about his person a
small Deringer. pistol, which he laid on
the mantel-piece before retiring. His rest
was uneasy, and he got up several times
during the night stating that he was
quite unwell. When lost up, on going
back1 to bed he took his pistol in his
hand, stretched himself out at full length
and pulled tbe fata) 'trigger, blowing'out
hia brains. The" naners found nnon'hia
person indentified bim as one A. S. N?ch-
olson, and showed that he was the deputy
sheriff of Green county, Alabama. There
was about three dollars in his pocket
book, which we presume was used in
A tVest-Vlrglala ProdBctloa.
Not far from this place a. few days ago,
a child was born that was most singular
ly deformed. The left arm was entirely
wanting, there being at the shoulder not
even a rudimentary appearance or devel
opement. Upon the right side there was
an arm which extended only to tbe elbow.
a hand being attached, at right angles to
the extremity, 'at the point where natur
ally would have been the elbow-joint or.
commencement or the lower arm. Xhe
right leg was perfect and natural in every
respect, except that there was upon the
foot six toes. The left leg extended only
to the knee, with a foot growing on the
side of the extremety: with the bottom
turned up, and having on it only three
toes. The child at first seemed as well
and vigorous as any new-horn infant, but
after it commenced taking nourishment,
soon began to vomit, and sickened and
died. There was, no doubt, some abnor
mal conformation of the internal organs.
it lived about three days.
How Two Hsrr taxes Tamrled a Couple
or ueoraia ranuues.
Carroll County limes.
On Tuesday last Mr. Alexander John
son, of the Eleventh district,, was married
to Miss A. R. Warren,, and on Thursday
Mr. J. M. Warren was married to Lizzie
Johnson, all the parties residing in Car
roll county. By these connections very
unusual relationships have been brought
about Mr. and Miss Johnson were futh-
er'and daughter, and Mr. and Miss War
ren were brother and Bister. Mr. John
son is now brother-in-law of his son iq
law and also of his daughter. Mrs.
Johnson has become the stepmother of
her own brother, and also sister-in-law,
and Mrs. Warren the sister-in-law of her
own father. Should children bless these
unions, Mrs. Johnson would have tbe
rare satisfaction of being grandmother of
ber own nephews and nieces, Jar. warreu
of being uncle to his own children, Mr.
Johnson of being but we 'shall let the
reader study out tbe rest .
Suicide of a Toung Texan Lady.
The little village ol Fort Worth was
startled on the 28th ult. bv the report that
a young lady had committed suicide. Up
on inquiry it was ascertained that Miss
Augusta Marshall, daughter of"I)r. Mar
shall, had taken a dose ol strychnine, irom
the effects of which she died in a few minx
utea. Miss M. was well known and re
spected by the entire community. No
Cause is nasigpeu lor. ill? iiwurtniinir mi.
PISTOL AND RIFLE; r
A Vicious Negro Is Shot In Self Defense
oy a unsnoo eentlensaa.
At Fine Hill. lastSaturdav. John W.
Corley, Esq , of this place; but in busi
ness at Pine Hill, was attacke I br a ne
gro named George Umber, who has the
reputation of being a very desperate and
dangerous character. Umber tried to
strike Mr. Corley with a tobacco cutter,
but was prevented by Hr. John M.
Shreve, who struck Umber in the head
with a weight On Umber's renewing tha
attack, Mr. Corley contrived to free him
self from tbe grasp of two negroes who
had laid hold on -bim," and, drawing a
small Deringer pistol, thrust it into tbe
face of Umber and drew tbe triger. By'
a quick motion of the head the nezro'
dodged the ball, and saved his life. He
was at length, by tbe effort of Messrs.
Shreve and B- C Kavanaugh, pat oat of.
the store, where the.ditncnlty' begaabut.
went out uttering' tbe direst threat or
vengeance. Shortly afterwards Timber
was seen approaching with a pistol in his
hand. Mr. Corley in the meantime 'had
armed himself with a Henry rifle and sv
doable-barrelled shotgun. Resting .hi,
rifle upon the fence, he took deliberala
airtkat Umber, fired two.shotsat bim,and
snapped at him, four times. The first!
shot took effect in the left arm, Just above'
the elbow, and ranged upward, shatter
ing the arm so badly that the arm .will,
irrail pTobability,ihve to.be amputated.
Finding himself so badly hurt.TJmber de
sisted from the attack, and the encounter
terminated. Mr. O: promptly surrendered
himself to tbe nearest jt atice of the peace.
who sent for another jusuca.lmngat.Li.v,-
lngston. and the county attorney. An
examining trial was held on Monday, and
resulted in the discharge of Mr. Corley.
on the ground that he acted In "self-de
fense. I he attack upon Mr. (Jorley was
occasioned by his chastising a little negro
boy, a nephew of Umber, whom he bad"
caught stealing hist onions. Umber-; is
still in a precarious condition.
T WHISKY'S WORK.
Two Drunken Brothers DiSpnte ever'S
nome or nnMKT. ana una jsnraers
the O tlirr.
fRicbmnd;(y.) Begbttr.f I r'j
William Hill was shot and killed br
his brother, Reuben Hill, at Stringtown,
in this courtly, on Saturday fast As we
get the particulars, thettifficulty came np
. V-iii. r i.r-t n.v ;
were drinking, and a dispute arose as to
who should take the next drink. Hard
words "followed, when Reuben Hill drew
his knife and started towards his brotbex.
The latter also drew bis knife and told
Reuben, who is the younger of the two.
to put up his weapon and behave himself.
TT J-J . 1.1 '.P. 1 Jf ?1
tie urn suut up nis xnue ana arop u inio
his pocket William then started to go
away, andt whilst retreating, Reuben
drew his pistol, took deliberate aim at his
. . 1 ft a Vt .1," tr . t" ,
DTOtuer ana urea. unam leu, me oau
having passed entirely throngb tbe bVxrjl
He lingered baTT an flour and died, .but
never uttered a word, being unconscious
from the momenthe was struck. , Reuben
Hill immediately fled, and has not. since
been taken. Reuben and William Hill.are
sons of Elba Hill, a respectable farmer
living on Tales' creek, in this county.
Both were wild, reckless boys, and, un
fortunately, too fond of the intoxicating
The Crops la Hancock Coaatyii
Haweaville Plaindealer. . ,
The dsmaee from the late cold spell is
ure'ttv well ascertained! The peach, pear
and cherry crops are destroy1!. Sow
report some-peaches etiii surviving., ine
early-blooming apples axe all. killed. those
that are .backward to, bloom ar still
alive, and a partial crop may be bad" it
there is no more frost -Wheat is hi
slightly injured- Tobacco plants that
were, in exposea situations or not protec
ted were killed, but enough are left to'set
a very large breadth 'of land. The: con
tinued cold weather is unfavorable to tbs
corn: much that has been planted is- re
ported rotting in the ground. '
A Texas Incident.,.
Galveston Raws.' '
On the night of the 27U. inst'.a.negTO
,.m,rl TtaviH Tjtnr) atnTp-ft flmtKnrUA fWvm
M. C. Impny, at Col. Thorp's- 18-JDiTss
east of Crockett. Mr. Dupuy and..TG. '
Craig, constable of precinct No. 3; started
in pursuit, and, arter going: our seven,
seven miles, overtook him, allowing: to
the extreme darkness, he secreted him
self in tbe brush and. fired an them sev
eral tiroes. One shot hit Mr. Uralg and
killed bim instantly. Mr. Dupoy was
ol.n aY,ift anit ia dnno-prrHUtlv wounded.
A horse was also shot The negro- es
Honors to a Georgia Centenarian.
ffl T-Tnrftltniv nf tbiM ntr. was one
Bk. Ml.Tna all Vi mental fiwmltVll- and
only two weeks.since she walkeef.down in
town. During tbe alternoon ot net oiim
day, the Methodist Sunday-school, ISO
scholars and the. teachers, paid.their re
nootu tn br "at hnme " 41 o'clock nre
senting her with a beautiful bouquet
Sh'e received them gracefully and express
ed great satisfaction. As she sat in the
piazza to receive ner visiiors,,me couarcn
fnrmcrl a semi-circle around and sang some
of their sweetest songs.
The Frnlt in Hopkins County.
The fruit is certainly killed, except in
very elevated places, and even there only
one-fifth of a crop of peaches and one
half a crop of apples can be expected;
so our farmers and fruit men inform us.
Now the report comes that tbe late cold
snap has injured early vegetables. No
strawberries and cream; no -taters;' no
"inguns;" no fried pies and things, and
our stock of dried apples.nearly exhaus
ted. We do hope the blackberry crop
will be a large and abundant one.
A Man "Worth Tying to.
Saadersritle (Ga.) Herald.
There lives in Washington county, not
twenty miles from Sandersville, a one
armed Confederate soldier, who was left
pennyless after Jhe war, not having, in
his own rights, a single foot of land, but
who now, by industry and perseverence,
owns a floe plantation, has $1,500 at in
tcrFRl. ha9 his last year's cotton crop
bpacked under his gin-house, and mAt
and corn in abundance.