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HARTFORD, OHIO COUNTY, KY JULY 14, 1875.
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J jo. r. Bichette Cor, t'ntilisbers.
from Howell's Reporter;
"OXtT A PRIXTEH.
sr BiBTir nowistf.
"Only a printer," a fair maid said
As she haughtily tossed her golden head.
"Only a printer;'1 and poor at a rdodse
that's lired for years In a meeting home!"
Only a printerl and when he songht
The hind. thit riches might hare boifglit,
A cold quick "2To!'' was her scornful reply,
With an added smile as she marked the sigh
With which, lamenting, hetnrned away.
"He'll do to flirt with; bnt tell me, pray,
If yon think I'd marry aworkiegmant
If I want to marry a Count I eim"
"Only a printerl'' Bat after days
Eee men walking in devious ways
From those they have trareled In days of old,
And holding posts that they had not held .
"Only a printer," The years sped put,
And honors came to the typo fast.
"Only a printer!" at last had come
Into the heirship of quite a sum;
And following the bent of a printer's mind
For true it is they are all enclined,
No odds how happy they be at home.
To leare it, in foreign lands to roam.
Following 11 is tent, as I've said before,
lie trareled the land from shore to shore,
And finally crossed the raging sea,
And wandered around in the "old countree."
One morn as he smoked a contemplative pipe,
Pausing, the tears from his eyes to wipe,
For he thought of the golden head that was
By the maiden that he in his youth had lost
He suddenly thought he would take a share.
For shorn men always appear most grave.
He entered the shop, and cast bit eye
Upon the barber, who sat close by.
Ahat and why that startled gaieT
Why she the printer in wild amaiot
Seated upon that -chair by the door
War one who had shared him in years before.
Yes: shared him hut nothtrtaarded face 1
Shared him but not in a barberVplaee I
Shared him of Blimps in a little loan,
When "only a printer," had "Count Tyrone,
Aad the girl who east off the typo man
With "If I'll marry aCount I can,"
Ilad married the Couot and become 'the wife
Of a Paris barber! Oh I such it life 1
And the fancy French shthad learned at school
Was all the stock of the little fool
Who had wedded a barber rather than one
Who w as stow at the head of the highest ton.
"He wa poly a printer!'' Ah, yes, my girl,
Yonr seornful "Onlies" at printers hnrl.
"0tj a printer" is much the same thing
At only a hero, or only a king,
Anecdote of Henry Cloy.
From St. Nicholas for July.
Mr. Clay's knowledge of hutnaa nature
was thorough and profound; and be was
able to put it to use at any moment, as
the following anecdotes will eliow:
On a certain occasion he met an old
hunter, who had once been litis supporter,
but who afterwards went against him on
account of his vote on a certain bill in
"Have you a good rifle, my friend?" he
asked of the hunter.
'.'Does it crer flash in the panT'
"It never did so more than once," the
hunter answered, proud of his weapon.
Well, what did you do with it?" You
didn't throw it away, did you?'' continued
"No; I picked the flint, tried it aga'iD
and brought down game."
"Have I ever flashed in the pan, except
on the Compensation bill? '
"No, I can't say you hare."
"Well, will you throw me away?"
"No; I'll pick the flint and try you,
again So the hunter grasped Mr.
Clay's hand and gave him bis vote.
At another time Clay was visiting a
backwoods county in Eentuck, where the
man who could Are the best shot stood
highest in esteem, and the uian who
couldn't fire at all was looked down on
with contempt. He was canvassing for
votee, when he was approached by some
old hunters, one of whom told him be
would be elected to Congress, but that be
must first show how good & shot he was.
Clay declared that he never shot with
any rifle except his own, which was at
"No matter. Here's 'Old Bees,' " an
ewercd the hunter, giving him a gun.
"and she never fails in the hands of a
marksman. She's put a bullet through
many a squirrel si a hundred yards, and
Las let daylight through a red-skin twice
that distance. If you can shoot with
any gun, you can shoot with 'Old Be68."
"A target was set up and Mr. Clay
aimed "Old Bess" at it. He fired faint
lieartedly; but the shot struck the bull's
eye in the center.
"A chance shot! a chance shot! cried
"Never mind," he answered. "You
beat it, and then I will"
No one could beat it, and Mr. Clay had
too much sense to try it again.
"What a nuisance!" exclaimed a gen
tleman at a concert, as a young fop in
front of him kept talking in a loud voice
to a lady at his side. "Did you refer to
me. sir?' threatenly demanded the fop.
"Oh no! I mean the musicians there,
who keep up such a noi6C with their in
struments that I can't hear your conver
sation," was the stinging reply.
Discovery oTriri Unknown Island,IPO-
pled by the Crew orn esi'l that was
Cait Away In 1849.
New Orleans Picayune.
About a month ago a friend of Mrs,
Harmon Jones read in an English paper
the account of some Brinish vessel hav
inc been driven out of her course in a
storm and sighted an unknown island.
Much to the surprise of the crew the is
land turned out to be inhabited, and still
more astonishing, by men who spoke the
English language. The rest of the story
as given in the paper referred to is that the
eastitways told the ship's company that
they were the' Florinda party w'lio had
sailed from New Orleans in 1849 bound
for California.that they had been wrecked
on the island and had dwelt there ever
since, it being then more than twenty-
five years that they hare not seen a hu
man face or a sign of the world from
which they Were so utterly eliminated.
The paper gave the names of several, all
of whom are known to have been of tli
Florinda' s crew, and in many other ways,
according to the version of Mrs Jones'
friend, the identity of the party was es
tablished, as none but themselves could
hare established it. It was further stated
that the Brittieh vessel offered to take the
men on board: but they declined, saying
they had been lost for a quarter of a cen
tury; that they knew not in what situa
tion they would find the families they
had left, and that they preferred staying
and ending their days there rather than
venture back to such a doubtful and un
certain future. This paper was four
months old when Mrs Jones' friend saw
it one month ago, and the events narrated
were described as having occurred four
months previous to the issue of the paper.
It is just nine months then since the is
land was discovered by the British vessel,
and at that time all or nearly all of the
Florinda party appear to have been alive.
It need not be said that this, news has
aroused the deepest interest To the com
munity at large it recalls the familiar oc
currence of the Florinda's sailing from
New Orleans with its adventurous compa
ny. io tuc families ol the Hl-lalcd men
it comes like a message from another
world, and is as though it were nn an
nouncement of a resurrection. Within
the pasf few days the relatives bare
been living in a state of con
stant excitement, and many of
them, especially the sous of Harmon
Jones, John A. Sidney and Captain Ken-
mure, the skipper of the Florinda, have
devoted themselves to the task of follow
ing the clue given by the friends who saw
the English paper. Extensive inquiries
are now on foot, and the Brinish Consul
has kindly interested himself in the affair
so far as to agree to forward to the War
Office, in London, a statement of the cir
cumstances, so that the name of the ves
sel which touched at the castaway's
home can be ascertained, and the bear
ings of the island taken from her log.
Beapernte Encounter With a Bnrglar.
The latest unsuccessful attempt at
burglary possesses some exciting features.
The field of the burglar's operations was
a country store in Morreston, N. Y., a
small hamlet on the Midland railroad,
in which sleeps a young clerk named
Denbam. The local paper says: "A
large amount of money was left iu the
safe of the store'on Saturday night last,
and about midnight Denbam was
awakened by footsteps in the 6tore. He
at once seized his revolver and a dirk
knife and ran down ctairs, where a ter
rible struggle ensued in the dark. Den
bam first fired at the burglar, who there
upon seized the clerk and dealt him a
staggering blow on the head. Denbam
succeeded in throwing the burglar, who,
however, quickly recovered himself and
began showering blows upon Dcnham'a
head with his billy. Denbam placed his
revolver, as he thought, against the bur
glar's side and fired. Denham thought
he had killed him, but the next instant
be beared the burglar cock his pistol,
and exclaim, with an oath, 'if that's the
game we might as well end this.' Den
bam received a sererc wound in the
hand, and the next moment the burglar
plunged his knife twice into Denhara's
shoulder, twice into his breast, and then,
deliberately feeling for his heart, thrust
the knife at that. The dirk entered just
below the heart, being warded off by a
rib. Beyond this Denham remembers
but little, and when he recovered con
sciousness, he was lying in a pool of blood
on the floor near the counter. He soon
afterwards became delirious, and little
hopes are entertained of his recovery.
Eight serious wounds were found in bis
body and three of his ribs were broken.
Tht floor of the store was literally cov
ered with blood, and blood spots were
discovered along the road by which the
r They Deserve Encouragement.
We are glad to notice so many eviden
ccsof the deeite of a large class of our
colored people to be industrious and
thrifty. These evidences are particularly
noticeable a mile or so from town, on
every 6?de, where honest, hard-working
colored men have rented strips of land
and planted crops. In all such eflbrte to
honestly cam their living and to build
themselves up in the world, they deserve
The Conntry Prns.
There are few people who do the coun
try press full justice. Most everybody is
inclined to look away over the shoulders
of the country editor, to some paper
printing more reading matter, and then
make comparisons. There arc people
who actually believe it is impossible to
find. a person with common sense, with
industry or with brains in the office of a
country newspaper; n newspaper can
have no charms for them unless it can be
mystified undcra strange personality, and
in buying a copy they proceed upon the
same grounds as in the purchase of a bar
of soap they would rather have one
that comes from the city, because it must
necessarily be so much better in every
sense than a home production. The
same man would laugh at you if you
should refuse to patronize the cross roads
mill, because you believe you had rather
get your flour from the city. The coun
try newspaper is one of the most impor
tant attributes of every town in the United
States. When a colony settles anywhere
with the intention of building a village,
the first thought is a newspaper; the
press is thus in the very vanguard of civ
ilization. It is the useful agent in every
place of progress and growth. There is
not another single power that can do so
much good patient work in the way of
building up aB the local newspaper. It
is not altogether important how it is edi
ted, whether with ability or not, so that
ft be conducted with an industry and en
terprise nt least side by side with the
town if it can afford to keep a few years
in advance it is all the better. A country
paper that had little else than advertise
ments would be an immense help to any
place, for advertisements constitute a
most reliable index to the character, size,
business and general condition of the
town. To the stranger who may have
looked in a prospective way upon a place,
the advertisements are the invalible part
of the papers that have been sent him.
Without a newspaper, with its local news
and business announcements, what would
the average American city or village be?
It would surely be unknown of its neigh
The country weeklies ought to be the
best supported newspapers of the whole
land, for they contain news and gossip
that cannot be found in any of the city
dailies. The farmer can learn from his
local paper if he prefers to take it in
stead of some more expensive publication
how much his neighbor's sixty-acre
farm sold for, how the schools are pros'
pering, the price of butter and eggs at
the village market, and what improve
ments are in progress through the sec
tion in which he lives. He can get none:
of this in the city paper, and he cannot
be a thoroughly useful citizen without
such items of light information. It is
not always that the best towns support
the best newspapers, but it is strictly a
fact that no place ever gets the credit of
being thrifty or enterprising until it cau
tend out a first-claes paper, and that al
ways depends more upon the people than
the editor. Fort Scott Monitor.
A Joke That Kicked Duck.
They are telling a joke, writes "Eli Per
kins," on Charley Backus to-day. Char
ley tells it on himself, too. It seems
Charley drove up through Stamford,
Conn., yesterday, with Lem Bead, of poor
dead Dan Bryant's Minstrels, for a com
panion. As the train got ready to leave,
"Lcni, let me 6how you a good joke
I'll get a pplcnded joke on that old duffer
sitting in the station. Now you watch I"
Then, as the train began to more out
slowly, Charley rushed into the station,
shook his fists iu the stranger' e face, and
called him a miserable, mean, thieving
"O, you raecal 1" said Charley, "I've
got you at last, you bloody old scapegrace,
and now I'll lick you to an inch of your
life. I "
"Charley I Charley 1" shouted Lem, "the
train is off run 1" aud Charley left his as
tonished victim and rushed back iuto the
"Where! where!! is the man who
wanted to lick me all over New England?"
shouted the old farmer as he ran to the
door of the station with his spectacles in
one hand aud a crumpled Tribune in the
other. "Where is he show him to me!'
"Here he is," said Charley from the end
platform of the last car as it moved out,
holding his thumb and finger to his nose.
"Wall, here I am," said the old farmer
shaking his fist at Charley, "aud I'll begoll
blasted, ef I don't lick h 11 "
"Ding ! dong 1 ding ! dong !" inter
ruptcd the locomotive bell, and
Alas for Charley ! the train backed back.
The outraged man in the station rubbed
his eyes, went out on the platform, saw
Charley through the window, and went
for him. Three times he chased the poor,
misguided ruinetrcl around the train. He
finally caught him, and the poor man only
escaped by leaving an $8 hat aud the la.
pels of a $60 coat in the outraged farmer's
A western editor insists that he wrote
the word "trosseau" as planely as a pike
staff in connection with certain bridal
presents. The printer, however, vulgarly
A Story oraLlglitulnf-Kod Han.
He drove his team up to the fence, got
down and rattled at the door. The wid
ow Gilkins opened it, when he said;
"MrsGilkins, I am cognizant of the cir
cumstances by which you are at present
surrounded, left as you are to trudge down
the journey of life through a cold and
heartless world no longer sustained and
encouraged by the noble one to whom
you gave the treasurers of your heart's
affection, and bowed down by the mani
fold cares and responsibilities incidental
to the rearing of eight small children, on
forty acres of sub-carboniferous lime
stone land; yet, Mrs Gilkins, you are
aware ,that the, season iitpproaching
when dark, dismal, dangcroUB clouds at
frequent intervals 6pan the canopy of
heaven; and when zigzag streaks of elec
tricity dart promiscuously hither and
thither, rendering this habitation unsafe
for yourself and those dear little ones
hence,- therefore, let me sell you a copper
wire, silver-tipped and highly magnetic
The woman staggered back a few pa
ces, and yelled: "Narcis! unfasten old
Cronchl" In another instant a savage
bull-dog came darting round the corner
with bristles up, thirsting for gore. The
dog had already mangled a machine agent
and a patent soap man, and was held iu
great esteem by the better class of citi
zens for his courage and service; but
when his eyes met the hard penetrating
gaze of Mr. Parsons, his chops fell, and
he Blinked off in the currant bushes.
Then the man said: "My dear lady, you
seem to be a little excited. Now if you
will allow roc to explain the inestima
"Dern yc, I know something that will
start ye,' said Mrs. Gilkins, as she
reached under some bed-clothing and
brought forth a horse-pistol, but, owning
to a shattered condition of her nerves,
her aims was unsteady, and the charge
of buckshot missed, save where a few
scattered ones struck his check and
glanced off. A hard metallic smile
spread over his countenance, as he leaned
his shoulder against the door frame, and
again commenced: "My dear madam,
such spasmodic manifestations of your
disinclinations to make a judicious in
vestment of a few paltry dollars "
"Hi col" shrieked the widow, and
collapsed into a kind of jerking swoon,
and before she had recovered, a highly
magnetic lightning-rod dacorated her
humble domicil, and Parsons had the
blank note filled out already for her sig
A thoughtless young man from Massa
chusetts went out into Pottawattamie
county not long ago to start a paper, and
in order to tickle the fancy of the inhab
itants, of whose temper he was ignorant,
he published the following in his first is
sue; "The fighting editor is at home at
all hours of the day and night, ready,
willing and anxious to receive all visitors
who have grievances. He carries two re
volvers, a slung-shot, a pair of brass-
knuckles, a bowiexknife as long as a
cross-cut saw, a razor in each boot, an ell
skin, a bludgeon, and a bottle of poison!"
Every man in Pottawattamie thought it
was a challenge, and all day long they
dropped in singly, in pairs, by three, and
in squads and platoons. Every soul of
them whipped the editor, and the last
man, who came in about 7 p., m. had to
sweep him up in the middle of the floor
and paste him together with putty, in or
der to get a kick at him. The paper only
issued the initial number. Burlington
Helen title Rascality In Commerce.
It is no longer a secret of the chemist's
laboratory that clear golden syrups can
be made from starch aud sulphuric acid;
that delicious wines aud brandies can be
made from beet root with cithers for fla
vors; that a barrel of peanuts can be
transformed into excellent coffee; that
lard can absorb an enormous quantity of
water in certain conditious; that, in fact,
there seems no limit to the adulterations
that an intelligent aud dishonest cbeuv
iat caunot practice upon his fellow-men
AH these marvels of chemical science
have in these latter days become degraded
into mere tricks of trade, and their chief
beauty is in the capacity to enable un
scrupulous dealers to lighten the pockets
aud destroy the stomachs of the confiding
and consuming public. Concerning the
article of champagne, a writer in the
Portland Star tell us that it is made from
a thousand different substances even re
fined petroleum. Yes, from the ficrv
benzoles a sparkling, bubbling, Coaming
champagne ran be produced, which will
delight the eye, tickle the palate, gladden
thejheart luoruentarially.btit quickeu our
paces toward the gravevard. This is a
new use for petroleum, which those who
have bern experimenting with it as an
agent for degenerating steam have little
dreamed of. Who can say that the Pen-
sylvania oil territory, now considered
mostly worthless, may not some day be
regenerated into the great champagne
producing country of the world.
Copy was out. The devel picked up a
paper and said, "Here's something
'About a Woman, Must I cut it but?' "
"No!" thundered the editor; "the first
disturbance ever created in the world was
occasioned bv the devil fooling about a
Important to Tolwicco Growers.
Col. W. S. Rand, United States Com
missioner, at Vanceburg, has been polite
enough to send us the following commu
nication received from the office of Inter
nal Revenue, in response to an inquiry con
cerning the sale of tobacco by producers.
It will be read with interest:
TltEASURT SeFAHTUEXT, )
Office or Istebxai. Revenue,
Washington, Jnne 7th, 187a. J
Sir: I have received your letter of the
24th ult, in which you state that your
poeple are seriously oppressed by the law
forbidding tobacco growers from trading
and selling their own growth to neighbors
for common consumption. And asking
that I will so modify this regulation as to
permitan exchange of product, if not abol
ish the odious restriction on your farmers
who make tobacco growing a specialty.
In reply I have to inform you that the
restriction placed upon the sale of raw or
leaf tobacco at retail directly to consu
mers is not a matter of regulation which
can be modified by the Commissioner of
Internal Rcvenve, or by the Secretary of
the Treasury, but it is a restriction im
posed by an act of Congress, and can only
be modified or abolished by that body.
Every person who sells leaf tobacco di
rectly to consumers, even though it may
be tobacco of his own production, is de
clared by law to be a retail tobacco dealer
in leaf tobacco, and liable to pay a special
tax therefor of $o 00 annually. The pro
ducers of tobacco can sell to leaf dealers,
to tobacco and cigar manufacturers, and
to persons purchasing for export without
incurring any liability, but he cannot sell
for direct consumption without paying a
special tax therefor. Yours truly,
D. D. Pratt, Commissioner.
Win. S. Rand, .Esq., U. S. Commission
er, Vanceburg, Lewis county, Ky.
A Chinese Fable.
A priest, seeing a piece of old paper ou
the ground, (old his pupil to pick it up,
which he did immediately.
What is it?' asked the priest.
"It is," said the pupil, "what once en
veloped some perfume, has been thrown
away, bnt yet retains the odor."
Going further, the priest saw n piece of
string upon the grou d again told
the pupil to pick it up.
"What string is it?" he naked.
The pupil said: "It has a strong smell
of fish once tied with it."
"In the beginning," said the priest,
"man was pure and without blemish, but
by frequent contact with others, he has
brought himself happiness or punishment.
If one keeps the company of wise and good
people, he becomes wise and good; but if
he contracts friendship with foolish and
wicked people, misfortune and punisments
overcome him. As with this paper it con
tinues to be fragrant from baring once en
veloped perfume; as the string has become
stinking, having once touched the fish.
In our intercourse with men, insensibly
we contract good and bad habits from
A Man Dies from Fright.
Five weeks ago Alexander V. Brower
of Schenectady, lacerated a finger by
meanB of a corn-cutter. He was attended
by a leading physician, and in due course
of time the wound healed, leaving a mark
for a while of a pinkish indigo tint
While attending church, subsequently, at
the East Avenue Mission Chapel, ft fellow
pew occupant asked to see his hand. Oh
serving the partly healed wound, he whis
pered to Brower that in his opinion the
wound had mortified. Browcr'a father
sat in the scat with him. His son took a
piece of paper and wrote thereon and hand
ed to his father a request that they leave
the church. The father, ou reaching the
outside, asked the cause of the sudden rc
quest. The answer was that he (his sou)
was going to die. Mr. Brower ridiculed
the idea, but proceeded home. After a
lime following their arrival, the father
found the son engaged in prayer and was
again told by the latter that his end wns
near. The son had soon to be moved to
a bed, aud the doctor was again sum
moned. The latter on his arrival found
his patient with a high pulse and much ex
cited, showing marked symptoms of ty
phoid fever. The former wound on his
hand was found in the same condition as
when last seen that is, every thing pre
saging rapidly and pcrmauent healing.
Yesterday young Brower died au evident
victim of fright.
Good Jfcws for the Iteudlnsr l'ulille.
Mrs. Wilson, nee Miss Augusta J.
Evans, the distinguished Southern author
ess, together with her husband, Mr. L.
M. Wilson, aud her step-daughter, Miss
Fannie Wilson, passed through Atlanta
a few days ago en-route for their home in
Mobile. Mrs. Wilson has been north after
her daughter, who has just graduated;
and for the further purpose of seeing her
publishers, Messrs. O. AV. Carlton fc Co.,
relative to the publication of a novel
which she has jutt completed having
finished the concluding chapter while
stopping over a few minutes at Niagara
Falls only a lew days ago. The novel, as
yet, has not been named, but will be re
vised and placed in the hands of the pub
lishers in time for the fall trade. It is
possible that this may be the last work
of this famous authoress, as her husband
js somewhat averse to her writing any
Important to Women.
Few women realize how much personal'
attractiveness, fascination, that indescri
bable power which draws all towards its
possessor, depends upon physical health.
The day is past, if erer it were lere, in
deed, when women must be pale and del
icate to be interesting. On the contrary,
to be interesting they must be fresh-look
ing, and to be this they must be not only
healthy, but vigorous. It is, therefore, of
the highest importance that they know
how to preserve health and practice what
they know. Cleanliness is the first law of
health. We know a woman who is 40,
who has taught since she was eighteen.
and now looks not more, than thirty.. A
ppongebath is her daily morning prescrip
tionbetter than all the medicines that
were ever manufactured or taken. After
a lukewarm bath and a rapid and thor
ough drying with a crash towel, the skin
becomes softer, more flexible and glossy,
and the tone of the whole system is im
proved.- Next to cleanliness in importance,
and greatly neglected, is exercise. Not
the slow, listless walk that our young
ladies and school .misses and fashionable
dames call exercise, but hearty, honest
work or play. Rapid walking, particu
larly in agreeable society; riding npon
horseback, loose clothing and without the
addition of late suppers and insufficient
wrapping in the cold air; croquet, battle
dore and shuttle-cock, dumb-bells and
even light gymnastics are all promo
ters of health. Asa proof of this, wit
ness the rosy cheeks well-rounded limbs
and cheerful air of the "girl," and com
pare them with the pale face, jaded and
listless air, and "general debility" of her
A Sweet Girl Gradual.
"My daughter, 1 see from Madame De
Fleurie's catalogue that she teaches Latin,
Greek, French, Italian, natural, mental,
and moral philosophy, mathematics,
astronomy, chemistry, geology, botany,
and physiology; besidea'drawmg, painting,
music, ethics, and rhetoric. Yon have
been at school only three years, and yet
I see your name among the graduates. Is
it possible that you have graduated?"
"Why, yes, pa. I wanted to graduate
this session, because I was awful tired of
the stupid old place where one can ete no
body but girls, and I'm sure I'm old a
plenty to go into society; and then Ma
dame Dc Flcurie said she could not think
of having a smaller graduating class than
Madame De Blum had; and so she said I
might graduate, because I was most as
tall as any of the seniors and would look
just as nice in a long dress as any of
"Well, what in the world did you grad
uate in, my child?"
"Oh I in such a lovely white tulle, low
neck and short sleeves, and six-buttoned
gloves. All the girls did.''
"I mean, in what studies did you grad
Oh 1 1 don't know, sir. All of 'cm, I
Mothlnfr but Ilrlnutone and n not
Fire will Reconstruct Illni.
The following is the reply of old Hark-
from-lbe Toombs to the Atlanta Fourth
of July committee: I have received your
letter of the 11th inst, inviting rac, "In
behalf of the citizens of Atlanta, to co-op
erate with them in person or by letter
In celebrating the ninety-ninth anniver
eary of American independence," for
which please accept my thanks. Y hen
the principles proclaimed by our ances
tors in 1776, and nobly maintained and
established by them, shall have been re
established, I will then, if on this side of
the grave, rejoice with you. I am
ashamed to sing peatis to the lion-hearted
heroes of that grand epoch in the world's
history until we shall have regained those
eternal principles of self-government
which we have both lost and betrayed
I cannot shake hands with those whodug
it, aud filled it with the bloody corpses ol
the brave and the true, over the bloody
chasm which engulfs also the principles
of '7C. I want no fraternity with States
or people without liberty and equality.
Advice to Young Men.
Foolish sending is the father of pov'
crty. Do not be ashamed of work, uorof
hard work. Work fur the wages you can
get, but work lor half price rather than
be idle. Be your owu muster, and do not
let society or fashion 6wallow up your iu
dividtiality hat, coat and boots. Com
pel your selfish body tosjmre something
for profits saved. Be stingy to your ne
cessities. See that yon are proud. Let
your pride bu of the right kind. Be .too
proud to be lazy; tp;rrpjdtorsive';ttp
without couqueriug -jsrery Jiflicultyr-too
proud to wear a coat that you cannot af
ford to buy; too proud to be in company
you cannot keep with in expenses; too
proud to lie or steal or cheat; too proud
to be stingy. Be a man I and determined
to fill well a vacant space which nature
baa left empty and open for you. Act,
do, perform. All nature is moving; you
move also, but more under the control of
your thankful brain power; aim high and
work for the success of your aims then
will your success be certain.
A man is said to be absent minded
when be thinks he has left his watch at
home and takes it out of his pocket to
ee if he ha time to return home to get
A Georgia yiyliB Machine. -
We .ad'a call on Thursday from Mr.
Micajah Dyer,of Unioti county, who has
recently obtained' a' patent for an appa
ratus for navigating the.' air. The' ma
chine iff certainly a mo4 fngrribuir one,
containing-' principles' entirely" new to
aeronauts, and' vrhicn' the patentee' confi-
ently believes have solved? Are knotty
problem or air navigation. The body of -
the machine m shape resembles' that of
the fowl an eagle, for instance and U
intended to be propelled by different kinds
of devices,- to-wit:- Wingi and paddle-
wheels, botlf Iff hi srrmrltanetrasly opera
ted through, the instruBrcntality of mech-
anisiW connected with the drirnig power.--
In operating the roarchSefy t&C, vf fnvs re .
ceive an irptf stJ n'nd downward motion'.
n the manner of the wings of a bird,-
their cuter end yielding as they ara"
raised, but opening otititad then remain-'
ing rigid whifff btmg depressed. The',.
wings, !f desired, mhv be set at an angls"
so to propel forjvard as well as ter ra3se'
the machine in tlc nf. " The paddle-'
wheels arc ?ntendedv to be used for prb'
pelling the machine in the same way that
a vessel fs Jiropslledi'on- wctcr. Art' rnStfn-'
ment answering to a rudder is attached:
for guiding, the machine, ,,A balloon, is. Jo
be used for elevating the "flying ship'
after which it is to be guided1 anil cow-'
trolled at the pleasure of its occupants:-
After the Funeral.
Of all the returnings, that one "after'
the funeral" isthc saddest. Whff willsay
it is not sc. who haa followed a beloved?
one to tire grave? While he was sick fit'
went in nnd out anxious-, sorrowing, suf
fering. The solitude to relieve, and care
for, aud comfort him; engrossed rts: the
apprehension of otrr ow desolation; vx ,
caseheahould be removed from us,aImosV
drove ns Wild. '
While he lay dead under the'hOmd roof;
there was a hurry and btwtre inr prfparaV '
lion for the final rifes. Friends are sent
for, neighbors are present; thfffurtrataT'
rangements are discussed, the roDUTnrng
procured, the hospitalities of the b6Uso'
provided for; all is excitemenlrtheloss-ia-not
yet perceived in all its greatness.
But "after the funerel" aftef ttttWts
tie has subsided and things begin tO'roortf
on as usual, then 5t is we - begin- tC ktrovr
what has befallen us. The hotise seems
still and senulcbral tboueh in the heart
of the city; and though its threshold be'
trodden by friendly feet, it is as if empty.
The apartments, how deserted! especially
the room where he struggled and strrren-
dered iu the last conflict. There are hi
clothes, there are his books, there his hat
and cane, Ui ere his ever vacant seat at the
family board. During his sickness w
had not so much noticed these thing,- tor
we hoped ever that he migbtrse or oectJ-
py them again. But now we know H can
never be, and we perceive the dreadful ra
Oh, bow dark and cheerless the' night
shadows come down after the funeral. No
moon or stars ever shone so dimly; no
darknees erer seemed so utterly dark.
The tickings of the clock resound like
bell strokes all over the house. No foot
step now on the stairs or overheard in the
sich chamber; no nurse or watchers come
and say, "he is not so well and asks for
you' No indeed; you may "sleep on now
and take your rest," iioti can. Ah, poor
heart I It will not be long before the.
sweet rest you once knew will revisit jonr .
couch. Slumber will bring again the
scenes through which you hare just passed-
and you will start from it but find them .
all too real God pity the mourner "after ,
A Jfnrrow Ercitne,
The Brunswicker says: A man and lib
wife, seeking to break theniselrea ol s.
habit of fretting and scolding, entered into
an agreement f this sorti The one who
first lost temper with the other
or with the children, was to be publish
ed as a "scold." The medium through
which this humiliating intelligence was
to be communicated to the world was not
specified in the contract, bnt the husband,
understood that It was to be through the
Brunsickher. The wife nearly hit the end
of her tongue off the first day's trial, snap
ping up the harsh words which tried to
escape her lips. But both were dismally
peaceful until the afternoon or the eecond
day, when the husband flew into a pas
sion simply because one of the children
polished his stocking feet with the black
ing brnsh while he was takins his usual ,i
nap. At the first burst of anger the ife
quietly arose arid jrjit pa her bonnet. - .ji
- i'Where are yon going?" he inqnired
"To publish you," she replied.
"Ob, well, go ahead, the boys at the of
fice won,tgire me much of a blast."
"But I'm not going to the printing of
fice." "Where then V he asked, in surprise.
"To the sewing society.'
That brought him to terms, and lon
and earnestly he begged her not to make
his weakness known throughout the .
length and breadth xt the land. Finally, -in
consideration of a new silk drees, by -him
to be delivered, she agreed tojtt
him off. But it was a narrow ccape.
If you don't bridle your thngne. sad-Jit
be vour fate