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ATTORNEYS.
H 8. LANG, Attorney and Counselor
. at Law Donaldsonville, La. Will
practice in ali courts of the State of Lou
isiana. ' 0 jy19
T lHOMAS II. DUPREE, Attorney and
Counselor at Law. Office: No. 6,
Pike's Row, Baton Rouge La. Will
practice in the State and I" eeral courts,
may31
E. W. ROBERTSON... S. MM ROBERTSON.
E W. & 8. M. ROBERTSON, Attor
. n.eysanddCounselorsatLaw. Office
on North Boulevard street Baton Rouge,
La. Will practice in the I ifth and Sixth
JudIicial D)istrict. feb8
A. S. IIERRON..C. C. BIRD.. L. B. BEALE.
HJERRON, BIRD & BEALE-Attor
Ineys at LaW. Office on North Bou
levardl street, »thr the Postoffice, Baton
Rouge, La. Will attend to all law busi
ness entrusted to them in this and ad
joining parishes. febp
II. M. FAVIIOT..........J. II. LAMON.
F AVROT & LAMON-Attorneys at
1 Law. Office n North BotTlevard
street, Baton Rouge, La. Will attend
to all law business entrusted to them in
this and adjoining parishes. feb8
SEORG;E* W. BUCKNER, Attorney
G at Law, Notary Public, and U. S.
Corummissioner, Baton Rouge, La.
ANDREW JACKSON.
C ARRIAGES AND BUGGIES-From
Sthe celebrated factory of Sayers &
Scovill, Cincinnati. A fine and well
selected stock of Carriages and Bnggies,
both top and open; also, Open Carriages,
Doctors' Buggies, etc. Please examine
stock and prices before purchasing else
where. ANDREW JACKSON.
JOES, AXES, ETC.-The well known
II "'Lynden" hoe, and Planters' Steel
ifoes, Collins' celebratdl Axes and other
blrands, Traces and Back Bands, Nails,
Powder and Shot, Woodenware.. For
sale by ANDREW JACKSON.
SADDLES, HARNESS, ETC.-A
i descriptions of Saddles, including.
the latest styles, and Harness combining
the niewest illmprovements, for sale at
Imost reasonable prices.
ANDREW JACKSON.
1AR DEN SEEIDS-Of the justly pop
1 ular crops of D. M. Ferry & Co.,
fresh andl genuine- For sale by
ANDIREW JACKSON.
S UUAR ANI) MOLASSES-By the
l hogshead and barrel, or by retail, at
bottom lprices, by
ANIDREW JACKSON.
F1LOt11-15l barrels and half barrels
I of Fancyi and Choice Extra Flour, at
the lowest cash prices, at store of
ANDIREW JACKSON.
EAT-(ireen Sides and Shoulders,
I laron, and, in fact, all articles
needehd by planters. For sale by
ANDREW JACKSON.
OREN, OATH AND IltAN- Large
C stocks of the above, for sale low, by
ANDREW JACKSON.
OI'FFEE-In store: 5) bars of R(io
('oftie, ditterenlt grades, at lowest
prices. ANDREW JA('CKSON.
WM. GA~ltG,
It t'IIIER HELTI'ING-Just reei\eve,
1 stock tof HRIIer Belting, umanI
thietutredl by the Nevw Fork JIeltiing :a1d
'arcking Company, ;utd also iveing
Stlrindgs tir sane. WM. (AIH(.
S'IITIIIIE D)IG(GERS--I have onhaud
ºa fI ufll stock of Von Phu111l & Mallon's
Stubble Diggers, which I will sell at fac
tory Iprice s.WM. GARI.
T EAS-1 have just received, direct
frome the imlporters, a fine assortment
of fresh TeLs, in convenient packages
for retailing. WM. GA1RIG.
S OAP-A full stock of Procter &Gain
tle's, 1 hIts' and Keller's Soap,always
on hand, aend which I amII prelparedl to
give at bargains in job lots.
WM. GAIIIG.
( DII)(AGE-A full w4sortment of Rope,
1J Cotton, Sisal and Manilla, Cotton
an II emp Parking, Clothes Lines and
Baling Twine, always on hand at store
WM. GARIG.
( IARl COOLERS---I have on hand a
S u fine lot oftsecoll-halnd Sugar Coolers,
which I will sell at a very low figure.
WM. GARIG.
TERRI A COTTA WARE-Flower Va
ses, Hanging Baskets and Lawn
Vasnes, in great variety, at prices to suit
the times, at WMi. GARIG'S.
IOOPERAGE---I am fully primared to
c meet the demandl for Sugar Hogs
heads, Molasses Barrels, Half Barrcels and
Syrup Kegs, at the lowest market price.
WM. GAIRI(G.
D OCK SALT'--nst received, 5 tons of
1; Rock Salt, suitahble for salting stock,
andl for sale at a low figure by
WM. GARIG.
DH. F. M. BROOKS.
S O LIBiS. Collier Company's
/ Uj Strictly Pur' e White Lead.
F. M. Brooks, Agent.
F1HES i PLAS1'ER PARIS-Marble
I' )Dunst and Plastering iHair, at Brooks'
D)rug Store.
A FULL line of Lnundhorg's and Lu
1 in's Famous Extracts and French
Sachet Powder, at Brooks' DI)rug Store.
INSU'RANCE Oil-17(O tire test; guar
I anteed to be non-exploslvo. David
& (arig.
,O LB0 S. New Crop Turui º Seed,
2 u0 direct from Robert Boist, Jr.,
also, Iluist's Premiuim Cabbage Seed, at
Brooks' D)rug Store.
AMPLE pL:packages of black dlraught
'3 Liver Medicines given away at
je2l BROOKS 1)RI'G STORE.
RONZE and D)ressing, for ladies' and
Schildreni's Shoes, at
je7 HBROOKS' IDRUG:C STORE.
LASTER PARIS, Marble D)ust and
P Hair, at
jell BROOKS' DRT 7 G SToRE.
DA VID & GARIG.
COTE irilliant-Btuy thi briulnd of
F lour anid you will be pleased,, at
David & Garirg's.
IESII Receipt.s-Flour, MeIal, etc., at
F1 David & Garig's.
FISH-Mac kerel, Codtish, Sardines,
F tahnon, Shadines, Codlish Balls, at
David & Garig's.
B 1TTEl-We keep the celebrated
Fox River Creamery; the best in
town, at David & (Garig's.
G RANDFATHER'S CLOCK stopped
G when the old ni;ul died, but the rush
for Grnoaeries ix still kept up at D)avid &
(;a rig's.
APPY arel they who fill their landers
11i at David & (arig's.
TINW ARE-A full line, at David &,
Garig's.
SOSEKEEl:I PERS will find a full as
sortment tt Queensware,las re,
ete., at David & ;arig s.
X4!4C1 AUUaij
THE MAN AND THE PIGNWIC.
Urdder the shell-hark hickory tree
The picnic man he stands;
A woful looking man is he,
With bruised and grimy hands;
And the soil that sticks tohistrouser knee
Is the soil of several lands.
His hair is tumbled, his hat is torn,
His clothes are like the ground;
He wishes he had ne'er been born,
Or, bohn, had ne'er been found.
He glares and scowls in wrathful scorn
As oft he looks around.
At early morn, all dressed in white,
SHe sought the picnic-park;
His face was clean, his heart was light,
His lInd song mocked the lark.
B riibd, although the day is bright,
His word, alas! is dark.
In joyous mood, at early morn,
He sat upon the stump!
But soon, as though upon a thorn
He sat, with mighty jump
He leaped aloft, and all forlon
In haste he didlerumIp.
For lo in hlerdes the big black ants,
With nippers long and slim,
Went swiftly crawling up his pants,
And made it warm for him;
And thro' the woods they make him dance
With gasp, and groan and vim.
And whenthe rustic feast is spread,
And she is sitting by,
His wildwood garland on her head,
The love-light in her eye,
He-wo, O wo! would he were dead!
sits in the'atistard pie.
And now they send him up the tree
To fix the picnic-swing.
And up the shell-bark's scraggy side
They laugh to see hinm cling;
They canntit bear the words he cried:
"Dad fetch! dog gone! dad bing i"
And now he wisheth he were down,
And yet he cannot see
(Just how the giggle, stare, and frown)
Escaped by him may be;
He knows he cannot scramble down
With his back against the tree.
Sohbing, and sliding, and wailing,
Homeward alone he goes;
Clay, pie, and grass stains on his clothes
More and more plainly shows;
And he vows to any more picnio
He never will go, hlie knows.
But the morrow comes, and its rising sun
Brings balm to his tattered breoks;
He thinks, after all, he had lots of fun,
And hopefully, gaily he speaks;
And lie goes to picnics, one by one,
Nine times in the next five weeks.
George Clement's Wife.
"Of all things this is the worst ! If I
oever in my life expected to hear such
news I Why, our George has gone and
got married ! D'ye hear 4'
Good Mrs. Clement pushed her
steel bowed spectacles off her bright
eyes, and dropped her letter in her
lap, as she turned round to her hus
band, the stout, clever old farmer,
who was contenedly stroking an old
white cat in his lap.
"Deacon, d'ye hear ?
This time when she asked the ques
tion there was a touch of sadness in
her voice.
"Yes; what iUae is married 1 Pm
sure it's natural enough. It kind o'
runs in the family 'pears to me."
But Mrs. Clement would take no
notice of the pleasantry.
"Well, if you like it, I can tell you
I don't. He needn't think lie's com
ing here with his fine city bred lady,
all airs, and grace, and flounces, and
ruffles. There's plenty of good girls
hereabouts that wanted him. Right
in the middle of work, too! To talk
of bringing a lady here in hog killin'
time! I do declare, I think George is
a fool !'
A graceful, dainty little lady, ii
a garnet poplin and rufled apron,
with a small, proudly poised head,
covered with short dusky curls, hav
ing a pair of dark eyes, so wistful and
tender, a tiny rosebud of a mouth,
and a dimple one each cheek.
That was Mrs. Marion Clement.
Was it any wonder that George had
fallen in love with her ?
She sat in the bright little parlor,
close beside the lace curtained win
dow, wVatchiing for the loved hus
hand's return; and then, when she
heard the click of the latchkey in the
hall, flew for the welcome .kiss. Look
ing up, she asked:
"Haven't you the letter this time,
George? i've felt sure of it all day.
Indeed, i've quito decided what
dresses to take with me."
He smiled and shook his head. A
cloud passed over Iem'r piretty fuec.
"Oh, George ! isn't it too had I And
I do believe they won't write because
they are sorry you marrid me.'
lie put his arm around her neck.
"And supposing such to . be the
ense, do you think it would make any
differenci. with me, Marion?'
"COIi, no, no, only it would grieve
ine so if I knew I had alienated your
own parents from you."
"And a one sided alienation it
would be, too ! They have inever seen
you. And when they knew you
they can't help loving you."
"Oh, George!'
The exclamation was caused by a
kiss accompanying his own flattery.
"That's all true as preachiing. By
the-by my dear, what would you say if
the. tirm sent me off on a traveling
tour of six weeks !"
A little dismayed cry answered
him. "You won't stay here alone,
ehl But, Marion, it would be live
hundred dollars clear gain to us.<
"What need we care fbr money.
I'd rather have you.'
A mischievous smile played over
the young man's lips; lie wtas more
matter qf fact thain this romantic,
tender lile wifi' of his.
"I'tbinktthe sdditibWt6 dflr balance
at the bankers's woiull be" very con
soling for" the aheince.f But never
mind, little "pet. Let us go down to
dinner. I hope we'll have a letter
from home soon."
And soon it was; br Marion
snatched it from his pocket the very
next night. But her husband's face
looked very grave and stern, and his
eyes looked angry when she looked
gleefully over the envelope.
"My dear you must remember that
I care very little what that letter con
tains. Remember I did not write it;
that you are dearer to me than ever
before. Kiss me first, while I watch
you?
A little pang of misdoubt troubled
her when she glanced over the note;
then tears stole from under her lashes,
and George saw her tender mouth
quiver and tremble; then when she
tad finished it, she laid her head on,
his boalderand cried.
'"It was cruel to let you see it, my
wounded birdied Let me burn it.
And don't forget, darling, what our
bible says, that man shall leave
parents and cleave to his wife. You
are my precious wife, Marion, and to
you I turn for all the happiness I will
ever hold.'.
He diried up her tears,. and then
talked it over.
"Just because I am city bred, she
thinks:I am lazy, and haughty, and
dainty, tand--fl
''Never mind, Marion. She will,
find out some day.. My father-"
"Yes, bless the dear old man ! He
has added; 'My. love to my daughter
Marion.' Oh, I know I should love
him, and your mother, too, if she
would let me.'
"We will invite them down when I
come back home. By the way, I will
stop at the farm on my way home
and invite them down and bring them
home with me*'
"Geoi'ge,.dear, I'vebeen thinking of
that trip West. I think you had bet
ter go and leave me at home. It
won't be so $ery long.'
Marion was' eating her egg while
she spoke across the cozy little tete
a-tete breakfast table.
'"Spoken like my true little Marion,
and when I come back I'll bring you
a present: What shall itbe, dearest t"
"Your father and mother from the
farm. It shall be that hope that will
bear .me company when you are
gone.?
A.fortnight after that, Marion Cle
ment .ate her breakfast alone, the
traces of a tear or so on her pink
cheeks; then she dashed them away
with a merry, joyous little laugh.
"This will never do, and now, that,
George has' .gone. for six weeks, to
prepare for his return. And I pray
Heaven it will, be such a coming as
shall delight his soul."
. . . .
"Pm sure I don't know what to
say. The land knows I need help bad
enough; but it 'pears to we such a,
slender litdle midget as you couldn't
earn your salt. What did you say
your name was I"
"Mary Smith.. And, indeed, if you
will try me for a week, I'm sure you'll
keep me till the season's over."
Mrs. Clements looked out of the
window at the great black clouds that
were piling gloomily up; and then
the wind gave agreat wailing shriek
around the corners of the house.
"You. can cook, ken you ? and
shake up feather beds-good big ones,
forty pounders 7?
A gledeul laugh came rippling from
Mary's lips. *
"Indeed I can. I may not cook to
suit you, but I can.'
Mrs. Clement walked out to the
huge open fire place in the kitchen,
where the deacon was shelling corn.
"What d'ye say, deacon; keep her
or not? I kind o'like her looks, and
the dear knows it 'ud be a good lift
while we're killin,' if she couldn't do
no more that set the table or make
inuchfor the bread.'
"Take her, of course, Hannah.
You are, hard driy,' I know. Let
her stop a~week or so, anyhow."
So Mrs. Clement came slowly back
and sat down again.
"You can't get away to-night, any
how-there's a snow storm been
brewin' these three days, and its on
us now sure enough. See them 'ere
flikes fine apd thick? You may as
well take your things up stairs to the
west garret, and then come down and
help me get supper."'
Then followed directions to the
west garret, and when she was gone
Mrs. Clement turned, to the deacon
and said:
"I never.saw a girl before I'd trust
up stairs alone. But such as her
don't steal; I can tell you that if
nothing else.'
l)irectly she came in a purple print
dress and 'white apron; . her hair
brulhed off her face into a net; a nar
row linen collar, fastened with a
sailor's loop of narrow ribbon. It
seemed as, if she hlad life, too, so
handily she tlitted in and out of the
pantry, and then downv into the cel
lar. Then lifter the meal she gather
ed the dishes in a neat, quiet way,
that was a heaven of bliss to Mrs.
Clement's ears..
"S he's determined to earn her bread
anyhiw, and I like her turn, too.'
And the deacon had "takemn a shine'
to Mary Smith. Onie by one the days
wore on; the hog killing was over and
ilone; long strings of sausage hung in
fantastic rings, arranged by Mary's
deft 1ingeis; sweet hams and shoul
ders were piled away in true house
wifely manner, and now Mary and
Mrs.,Clement were sitting in the sun
ny dining room, darning, patching and
mending..
"1: don't know what I'm going to
do without you, Mary. I dread to
see you pack up your clothes.'
A blush of pleasure overspread
Mary's l)l'etty face.
"I ani so glad you have been suited
with my work. Indeed I have tried."
"It ain't the work altogether, though
goodness knows you're the smartest
girl I've seen this many a day. As I
say, it ain't the work, it's you, Mary
me and the deacon-'
Mary's voice trembled at the kind
ness of the old lady's voice, but she
seweol on.
) #4
".It's so. uncommon . @l!%ee,
the, boy left thqe .farm, jot op ;
"but it's worise since ied married.
It seems like deserting tgiether."
"Have you got a You never
mentioned him.'
"No, George has gon is way, and
we must go ours. Yes, rriedone
of those crack headed bo In school
people, who can't tell the t'fference
between a rolling pin andhanilk pvn.'.
But despite her scorn,.Mt . Clenient
dashed off the tears with hir brown
fist.
"Is his wife pretty I ipose youd
love her dearly.'
"I don't know anythin 4bout her,,
and never wantto know. e'sleftue
for her, and us old folks lk leave hirdi
for her, too. Mary turn; them' cases
around; seems as if th ey. al urnin.',
When Mary had turn _ ra .
Mrs. Clement was leani e ,;d
of her chair,
"Mary, supposidy"u st
another month yet, anyhow. The dea
con will make it all right."
"It isn't the money I care for Mrs.
Clement; I only wish I might stay
always. You don't know how much I
love you.'
"Love us! Do you Bless your
heart. If poor George had only picked
you out, what a comfort it would be to
us all! But it can't be helped now.'
She sighed wearily, then glanced
out of the window, look'd a moment
and then threw down her work.
"Bless my soul, if there ain't our
George commg up the lane! Deacqn !
Deacon ! our George is coming!"
With all the mother love rushing to
her heart she hurried out to meet
him. Oh, the welcoming, the re
proaches, the caresses, the determina
tion to love him still, despite poor, in
nocent little Marion! Then.,when the
table had been set in the next room by
Mary's deft fingers, and -she returned 1
to her "west garret," Mrs. Clement
opened her heart:
"There's no use talkin' George, this
fine, fancy lady o' yours 'll never suit
me. Give me a smart girl'like our
Mary Smith, and I'll ask no more.
Come in to supper now. Mary, Mary'!"
She raised her voice to call the girl,
when a low voice near surprised her.,
"Oh, you dressed up in honor o' my
boy ! Well, I musit confess I never
knew you had such a handsome dress, 1
and you look like a real picture with 1
your net off and those short bobbling
curls. George, this is Mary Smith,
my-'
George came through the door and
glanced carelessly at the corner where
the young woman stood. Then, with
a cry, sprang with outstretched arms
to meet the little figure that sprang
into them. The deacon and Mrs. Cle- I
ment now stood in speechless amaze- I
ment. Then Marion, all blushes and 1
tearful smiles, went over to the old
pair and took both of their hands.
"I am George's' wife. I was so
afraid you would never love me, so I
came determined to win you if I could.
Motler, fitther, may I be your daugh
ter '
And ahappier family,when they had
exhausted their powers of surprise,
amazement and pride in the beautiful
Marion, never gave thanks over a sup
per table.
A "PINTED" QUESTION
From an exchange we clip the fol
lowing "piuted anedote:
Not long since, being upon one of
my piscatorial perambulations, I
came across a man and brother, one
of the nation's wards who, like my
self, was vainly cndeavoring qo en
tice from time placid waters of the
Withlacooches, fish enough to make
a frying pan feel like it had a misson.
Now, I, that have fished from the
blue tipped mountains of West Vir
ginia away down to the "S'wanee
Ribber," am somewhat inclined to be
hypererital when fish won't bite.
Says the man and brother:
'Mars' Billy, ain't you one ov dem
furrinersd'
"Well, Sam, I am not "native and I
to the manor born.' I am from old
Virginia."
"Ole Ferginny! I didn't think you
growed dat atr uffstash in dis here
piney woods country. Fo' God, it's
mos' long as my fiselin' pole! Sum
good land in Ole Ferginny, Mars'
Billy ?'
'Yes, Sam, some of the very best
laud in the world.'
'Heap better dan 'tis here in Geor
gy?'
'A great deal better, Sam.'
'Fokes up dar is got mo' munny
dan we uns V'
'Oh, yes, money is far more plenti
fuml in Virginia.'
'De atmousfear is mo' slewbrus'
'Much more so, Sam.'
'Well, look a yar, Mars' Billy, I'm
gwine to ax you a pinted queshiun.
Ef de lan' is better in Ole Ferginny,
an' de nmmnny is heap mo,' amid de at
mousfear is mo' slewbrus, den what
de debbil did you cuml to Georgy fur,
ennyhow, Mars' Billy? I ax yer.,
He! he! he!'
'Hold on, Sam; I've got a bite,' and
out upon the green sward was land
ed that sweetest of all South Georgia
fish, a noble 'sucker.' I had no more
tinme to talk to Sam.
We see in ladies' fashion notes that
long trailing dresses are not in styley
and observe that some of tihe fuir sex
have reefed sail of Ilte. We feel as
the old gentleman of color said 'too
full for comfort.' We want to say
amen 'out loud' and hmallelijal!
three cheers a t-t-tiger. Seriously
ladies, do cut off the dragginig calico
anil the bedrabbled dry goods. It
will emancipate half of every woman
as n1o * she has to use one hand and
half her thoughts to defend her trail.
An Irish laborer was lying in the
ditch, very much the worse for liquor.
He was encouimtered by the priest of
his paris!:. Very much shocked, his
reverence turned the drunkard over,
who muttered, "Where am I " "On
the road to hell !" replied the priest,
sternly. "Thank God, then," said Pat,
"it's comfortin' to know that Father
Murtagh is with me !"
(From Califorji Paper,)
Beports pf the adventgre of Goter- i
al, Bouton with highwiaymeni iir 'e
San Jacinti hairve been coming nL for
some days, but the Geperal himsteelf
arrived yesterday, Gnenali Bouton.
was chief of r tillery under p,(peral
Sherman, who speaks o laimas bar
ing a record le an artiller oaffeir tn
stnu ajsed in the world. o waien
gaged in forty-two battles auduevero
lbet a gun. He tlls..of )1hi,; thillipg
experience on the mouptain fop At
San G'iorgonia in the followindg way':
The General and J. C. Collins, his
partner, started from Sad Gorgonis
for their rianche at San, Jauinru4 Y
light wagon. About three miles out,
pad when at the top of the grade on
thle new road leading to San Jacinto,
three men suddenly rose out of the
revolvers and one a sitigun,ce t
"Halt " The team was stopped,
when tlhey were .ordered to give up
their arms. Thley both promptly an
swered that they had no arms, al-i
though each of them had a revolver b
in his pocket unknown. Upon get
ting out of the wagon pieces of chain
were produced and their hands chain t
ed behind them' and six-foot chains
placed about each of their neckl.
This jewelry was made from,: the t'
chain used about the straw-carrier of .
a threphmng machine. The links are t
made of heavy wire bent into hiape a
but not welded, and when they were
placed upon prisoners the links were
pressed down with a pair of shoemna-.
ker's pincers. Collins was llained to
the wheel of his wagon, tith ithe
chain about his neck. The man car- a
rying the shotgun was handed a pis- t
tol by the other, who, taking hold ofb
the chain about the Generals ,nck,
said, "Come on," while the armed h
maan fell in the rear" with his 'gin h
about a foot from Bouton's 'back. c
The third mah had meanwhile beep ti
unhitching the horses, and taking p
them. ahead a short distance tied
them to some bushes. All this time, tl
and the time was not nearly so long
as it takes us to tell it, the general
had been furtively feeling aleng the a
slack of the chain on his hands trying 1
to find a link of the chain that was
not entirely closed. His touch, t]
which must have been intensified by e
the tight place in which he was g
placed, suddenly found a link partly a
open. He dropped the other link
down, and with the slight leverage p
which this afforded pried open the A
little opening upon which his life de
pended. Keeping his hands in the g
same position he then parted the i
skirts of his coat and caught his hand tl
pistol, which was a self-cocker of the
bull-dog pattern. They had not yet
gone more than thirty paces an had ia
just turned out of the road into the f,
brush when the General accomplish- .C
ed this, and it was just at this 14
time that the man in the 1
rear noticed his movements and
cried "halt!" At this General Bou
ton whipped out his pistol, and, half
turning fired at the man in the rear,
who fell. Quick as thought he whirl- f,
ed and bored a hole through the one
in front. He then ran to release Col- s
lins, when the third man came running f,
toward the wagon, from where he'd t
tied the horses. Bouton, thinking his ,
purpose was to shoot Collins, waited t.
until he passed the rear of the r
wagon, when he blazed away and 14
dropped him. It took but a moment
to jgrk the chain apart which was
about Collins neck and to free his ,
hands. Then hitching up their team
they drove like wildfire to the office h
of Justice Kennedy, some nine miles
distant, with the parted chains still 0
dangling from their wrists and necks, a
where they at once told their story. .
With the aid of a file they were re- S
lieved of their jewelry, and as soon as
day broke a posse started back to ,
the scene of the tragedy.
Near by they found where three h
horses had been tied and two masks r
on the ground. Taking up the trail g
of the horses they found, about a half 4
mile further on, the body of John r
Wakefield, who had dismounted, in- ,
saddled his horse, turned him loose ji
and then laid down 'and died. He ]
was found to have been shot in the t
right side just below the nipple, the a
ball lodging just beneath the skin of n
the back. On Wednesday young I
Covington went to his home, near '3
El Casco, immediately after the .,
shooting, with a flesh wound in the j
thigh, where he stated to his friends
that they did not intend to murder
General Bouton, but only wanted to a
compel him to sign an order on his
wife for five thousand dollars and in- a
tended to keep him as a hostage un- a
til it was paid.
NO 60LD HEADED OA ES THEBE
IN HEAVEN.
At a Southern camp-meeting. held 1
many years ago, says the Boston Tran- I
script, were two ministers who were
mutually antagonistic. One of them,
Brother Davis, had a wooden leg, and, I
when he was especially wrought np, i
would emphasize every word by 1
tlumniping it on time platiaram. During E
one of the sessions of the camp- i
meeting, when the public tent was i
crowded, and Brother Davis was ex
horting with all the energy in his I
power, Brother Jones appeared with
a gold headed cane. Pointing his I
long bony finger at him Brother
I)avis exclaimed, "Brother Jones,
there'll be no gold-headed canes- in a
heaven!' "No,' said Brother Jones,
angered by the sudden attack. "and 1
no wooden-legged preachers, either.' I
A sobbing English lady, who had I
just lost her husband, asked the I
clergyman of her parish whether re
latives are able to find one another 1
readily in the next world. He said I
emphatically that they will be re- i
united at once. 'Then,' said she, 1
'his first wife has got him by this <
time.'
The name "eagle" was a happy de
signation for our gold coin, consider
ing that riches are prone to take unto
themselves wings and fly away.
of dn~ter, 4 ;qndidte) 9 1 x.a
bolo ~ ~ ~ u to a''4Jhý
believe thatt or man s t ea m ol
o!iiidefeambl ýgh o
, la-or a; canio t r in I
opqne pfroto tonI. o in ~ l'u
Blr.vG da g the mhlme
either' 'of' the' esetit`ýni at1M oi' '
Roullge, as
plcE of tiate If , eien' *
Mr . Gudales Is'a~gvaduaof ot l,
VCole4, p~th rcqentna~ ;
trativ6 °capacitýº and,. thoujai at
bpreseo a hme
Baton Rouge ar i silllthbe otless
prminently connected with the lead. I
rig educational interests of the State,
bing at this tine a memjber of ,4Ie.
Board of xaminers of Centenary
College, i4(., and Vico President of
the State Boarid of the Institute 'fiur;'
Blind. .
should Mr. Goodala be. elevatpdto.
this responsible olffice, he will, bring
to the discharge of its duties ian en-'
thaslastic love for popular educatioh, 'n
and a seal and energy in its cause
which can not fail to impress them-,
selves most favorably on the ipblic ,
school Pystem of this State: Heo 1i a
gentlemhini' of unassuiming depot
ment, genial and affable' in mnanner, t
and will always be, found aoPeesible
to those whose good fortune it way
be to be, brought into official rela
tions with him. ' Mr. Goodalb's aime
has already been most. prominently
and.flatterlaglynmuntioned i i;other
connection with this responsiblepa
tion, and I reconineid him to the
people of this parish 'ias a piblic spiri '
ted man, and a candidate deserving,
their confidence. ; CI1IEN,
The following' in regard 'to the
same gentleman is from the Avoyelles.
Villager:
We see that this accomplished gen
tleman is promiently mentioned in
connection with the office of State
Superintendent of Public Education.
Mr. Goodale is an experienced edu
cator and will make and efficient Su
perintendent. We hear hbimn highly
spoken of as an accomplished gentle
man, a man of liberal culture, and'al
together a pleasant gentleman. He t
is zealous and.energetic, an an en
thusiast in the cause of popular edu
cation, and, if nominated, will bring
to the discharge of his high duties an
intelligence and spirit that wi l.be
felt ,n our public schools. ' Mr.
Goodale is a graduate of Yale Col
lege, and a prominent member of the 1
Baton Rouge Bar.
00ULDN'T GAME HIM.
There was a strapping big young t
fellow from the interior down on the c
wharf yesterday, to see the shipping. e
Several boot-blacks had tackled him t
for a job in vain, and they finally got
together behind some bunches of t
shingles and went into committee of
the whole, to concoct a sciewe for t
revenge. As a result, an innocent 1
looking shiner sidled up to the stran- I
ger and said: 4
"See here, Johnny, I've made a bet
with the boys.'
"Wall, I don't keer,' was the cold
hearted answer. (
"I've made a bet that I kin sline
one o' them shoes o' your'n in less'n
four minits,' continued .the boy. a
"The bet is a quarter, and I know
you'll gin me a chance to wi8 it. Jist j
stick out yer foot here and the job ,
won't cost yie a centa'
The stranger slowly consented, and.
held his watch to time the work.
The lad worked fast, anid' he had at
good polish on the shoe in about i
three minutes. When through he 1
rose up, packed away his brushes, t
and the stranger found himself in
just the fix the boys had planned.
Theb expected an offer to complete ,
the job, but it did not come. After at
moment devoted to thought, the
man descended the steps to ;he 1
Harbor-mnaster's boat, reached out
his leg for the water, and "souse'
went the shiny shoe below the sur
face.
"I reckon," said the stranger, as he '
pulled in his leg and let half a gallon
of water run out of his shoe, "I reckon
you boys think you're smart, but
none of our family ever mistook
saleratus for sal-sody, and I didn't 1
come to town to have my hair cut I
with a buzz-saw !' s
It was rather late yesterday morning
when Mr. Willaby got up, and he was
vaguely conscious of a confused
recollection of things, but he didn't
day much and tried to appear as
cheerful as he knew how. Presently
breakfast was announced, and the I
family took their places at the table,
but Mr. Willaby was amazed, as he 1
sat staring at six little round wooden I
boxes of axle grease ranged solemnly
in front of liis plate. '
Where under time sun,' ihe said, ·ith I
a puzzled intonation, "w hatin thunder
-where did all this axle-grease corne
from and what is it for'
'Oh,is itaxle-grease'askeed his wife,
with charming simplicity and in.
nocemnce just a trifle overdone: - "You
said last night when you brought
these cans home that they were oys
ters and would be nice for breakfast.
I thought you bad better eat them
right away, as they didn't smell as
though they would keep uquch longer.'
And then Mrs. Willaby removed
the cans, and her husband sat and
looked at the teapot, and thought so
long that his coffee was as cold as a
rich relative when he thought to
drink it.
The Eagle and Phaunix mills at
Augusta, Ga., employ 11500 hands,
which, with their families, make 5000
people that get a living out of that
one factory.
~P m
1 113 ¶l sw~il * Ute
5 odifleakd* thg of ~R~..#e
Qr .1.
noow
1~~044 It'st
ittitht sRJ r118161 .
say he was ot h l 5al tw oa
tbed hess:,n theL fqt olgeonr t
W~t~f~1P.j$V b f
1bttledleialledd to ilfhibcisiua aln I
The l high, h!irs l !'a itm m
'pice'maru found - famly of iaet
ph~rroostadir~ t wor, obt? tedalu padded
ae otipeidther olner f
aga~g all thy EbjPh ;~mrZ~~~s
Watll aa~rseemeis dhbt!liB'e"
qian fonde ayg faeiled th y of five
maOh, "tladit'stnoadbt o Traait l" ebro
aaugast. ive. wPattan:Itsanin ofi
"W r ht %~ hil t r 4ft n .u
gmO, buht kinderhl so edoon a hself t
slege oni a lioL Th next u
Chale's Herit, he's .owll cause
n get tim ohe sabk himse 'l cirlon
dontion~edithquiceer. .:
"andaase, kired r rlfag, e. Tha
manr, bhal s ohttlh a
Augustus Caesar, Irhp wants ai~:
Sibuet ceell oon i ebu imself to!
reu on ad sli'l never ken. ;to
Chifrlene.r, he's a boreidnt crawed
ronbut hereand oiwe seem, bekinder
aI get time to Wpank its heg'lolare hbn
latdy dtisdceat d inofangel. wa n tgw
ChWiiies girlsyd painttheir fces inr') Pe
inOrva, has gotiherstta thedot a ttde op
for bied-cake andwhicth but 1'agisl
over a bt o' pork hr d bdT t we theln'
ctrenk and srheas tiler nthey ar e
shn asu th~e too anhdun; .ar stckying)"
difference. Te are fkitndeh:sprawled
uthere, cndwe seem ayion be kinder h
adicted, buth we arTe ar rhony
family.' ,
HIGII-PhlrceD VANITY.-l' htive
Ately discovered the waty in whicro
Chinebe girls paint theirfacew hin Pel
kin, They st take a qusnTetitS of
sugar-caUdy wFhich they rph ~~,,,,~~~~i~lavsl
over teI hveande. They ardetheam
this delectcr bld cometickiver thtir
cheeks and foreheads oill they arenas
oshiny aJ tie moon and as sticky bso
anthough they had washed themselves
in treale The esurf o thleus repared,
tey priocee tto lar on toue ohit one
foccasione-a, and. whnrtring, iut w'1,ais
der w ich the wiprnad thickly four he
to ear, and then they put on te puge.
Their subsequenet a nations must e
ailt'heeboatd tote seoe. th e .kinde::
imagined, buawve wevar heard thept
descriodt s-Ptkin Ltewyer nw.c
thiesqee girlpaintthiry foaoed, aindP
boghr-candytowthehshore. Tb atvisthey
Tie king andp queen of the sqand-o
thwic Island dono stand oarc er. one,
Colh Je Gf air, tehe San sntissueo bod
shnzrkingy latel, paid the islands al
visit p Hed oenton alittlesnili.g ex
ycursion with t ae royal oaple. on one
occasion and when reitrnifg,:it sowtsm
fougndhan the winh d w haed foeshenes
and the breakers ran so high in opp-_
sequrence, that i wa s impossible rpe
i the boat too tcon oe shore Thre kinyp -
wathout bdoswitn jum..d~ovr boa t
tie queen arhaefallly aolinge and
both swam to the dhore. l Ta in the
kind ofaeople tehe king and queen of
the tcandw kTl h Island crne
lThe life out lenad tic kost fadfredlai
shorten yo.1r dayh"ea. d agrieved C.t..er
to t dis Eipitcod ionr
"Is that so, governor F" exelarimedl th&e
young viallai, with a joyful face. "I am
douced glomn to her it. If ic shortens my
pasrt it must nathrally letigthen amr,
nights, and hitherto I have founr the
ninuts too confounded short for my poe
~Pa eat down,.
iBersie Hiatwnaway; an ingenious boyn
at Ehenbsrg, an r made ,a, run y
plugging one end ofian ft p-pe nito
an iron rivet, drille~d a hole in 'the'
side, ~nd as~terie~d it to a wPhittle(1
woaden steek. T. e contrivane
looked well but when the lad red it
the riverd 'ls blot n inte his brread.
killing him.
Among the Englis, competitors:
whopareecoming to b this p onstro to~
participathe in athlext sports ane a Mr,
George,who can run a mile in fohur
minstes tha nty-secondt , and foLi r
miles in twenty minutes withy-one ee
onds, and Mr. Ball, o can runds.
quarter of a wile in fifty-one and one
wtalf seconds. o
A Geoirgid: ySounrg man Asiked· isi
sweetheart whf~ether· she had oever
read Ro~meo land Juliet.' .131 the re
plied that she bad Fgap I~oqgeek but
she 414 no4 thiilk also led 'ever read
Juliet,
At New Hraven Mills, Vt., is an ap
ple tree that bears apples oegeron
one side, the next year op~C Qser
side, The fruit each yest F the
same variety.
'Ihere is a Germna prgrerb which
sany that Take it Easy and LiveLcon:g
are! brothbere.
1Married life often begins withl rosa
wI-ood and mahogany and ends with~
IIpane.
Don't growl-be cqbeethq if y·ou
want to get along better.
