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All pipers will be promptly clapped at the expirauon ci m uub suuecriueu ii.r. All letters on business must be addressed to VOL. 1. HARTFORD, OHIO COUNTY, KY., MAY 12, 1875. NO. 19 Jan. F. BiKBtTT & Co., Publishers, THE FUCHSIA. -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 but lastl 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 consumers. 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 length occurred. 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 mere. "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 about it." "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 feet. "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 me?' 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 upon her. "No," she answered quietly, "I am not to marry Captain von. Weber." "But vou love him? oh, surely you love himT Helen hesitated. "No," she said slowly, "I do not love him?" 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 came." 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 poor child! 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 his heart 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 his rival. 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 woman. 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 innocent flirtation. FASHION NOTES. The Jfew' Styles and Fabrics. Breast" pockets are in vogue again. Japanese silk is not considered a ser viceable fabric 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 scarfs. Black cashmere aprons and basques will be worn until it is warm enough for grenadines. 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 shades. 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. Lexington Dispatch. 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 tally wounded. WANTS NONE IN HERS. A Brutal Negro Forces His Compani on a Young Lady of Georgia, and What Happened to Him. HawklnsTllle Dispatch. 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. Lebanon Standard. 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 IT 1 Drntal Mnrtler of a Prisoner by an. Al abama Slob. ' Jacksonville Republican.' 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 proceeding. 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 his wounds. 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 cozes. Lebanon Standard. 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. Paducah Kenluckian. 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. Waco Reporter. 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 known. A PUZZLED' EDITOR. . ' A Oeorwla Editor In a quandary Be- nans 10 EO so von srress. Atlanta Herald. 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 the end." MORE WHISKY'S WORK. An .Alabama Sheriff; While Bnnik, Blows Out his Brains In a Tennessee Farmhouse. 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 burial expenses. A tVest-Vlrglala ProdBctloa. tireenbrier Independent. 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. MIXED UP. 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. Dallas Herald. 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. Lebanon Standard. 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 CUp. 4 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 caped. Honors to a Georgia Centenarian. Borne Courier. 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. Madisonviire Times. 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.