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Publisher Oficial 3otrnal of tI.e Oity and P1i& ..,
Ii. JASTRE1f I, Editor. ".
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a. *attend propty to all business intrusted
to him. Office on onventon street, between
Third and Church streets, aton Rouge, La.
C :otary Public Port leW tBao
Rouge, La. Special attention gen tote cm.
lection of accoants, taking teso n c
mission, and to all other matters requiring the
attention of an Attorney or Notar nthe pariah
of West Baton Raouge. aP vf n
St.LANG , ArrosT AND CouasLos
.1* At Law, Donaldsonville, La. W
tiUse nl all the courtsa of the tate of Louisiana.
1 and Counsel.r at Law. Offe. . , Ike'
ow, Baton oe1 La. ill practice in the
State and Faderal ,onrts.
Hroruc oa C SATLAW. Office
.a NorJ h wBoevad strst, nearth t oe,
Bato n Rouge, La. Will atead to all law bi
.a...s inetsenrsted t the in this and adjoining
parishes L.D Bae
A. S. erron............ L.. a .
*ua AT LAW. Office 4n North Boulevard
Atrnet, Bone Rrgee, L attn to al
Jaw brusiness entrusted to t hem e n this a teand ad.
H. 31. Pavrot..........J. H. Lamon.
Attorneys and Couniolorl at Law. Office
on North Boulevard street, Baton Rouge, La.
Will practice in the Sevent4,elth and Eighteenth
Judicial Districts.
E. W. Robertson... S. I. Robertson.
GEO. W. BUCINER, Attorney
at Law and Notary Public, Baton Rouge,
La. Business promptly attended to.
TORN GASS, dealer in western produce, to
bacco, cigars, dry goods, clothing, corner of
St. Ferdinand and Europ streets.
TOHRN GARVIN, general steamboat, forward
. ing and shipping agent, Front street.
JADOT & VAY, auctioneers, commission
merchants, office and salesroom on Third, be
tween Laurel and Florida streets.
M RS. P. KAUFMAN, dealer in dry goods,
fancy and family groceries, crockeryware
and tinware, Main street,
GEORGE N. BUCHELI dealer in family gro.
ceries, liquors, tlry goods and plantation
supplies, corner Main and Jackson streets.
G PICARD. New Orleans cheap store, dealer
*. in clry goods, Laurel street, between La.
fayette and Third.
T UCAS LITTY, dealer :n fruits and conlec
i tioneries of all kinds, nuts, etc.. corner of
Third and.Laurel streets.
S& B. ENOCHUS, tombstones, mausolems,
monuments. t,,mbs, head and foot stones,
Main street, nest to Piper's.
`' MELoLSOHN, dealer in staple and fancy
L* groceries, liquors, tobacco, etc., corner of
Main and Lafayette streets.
SSTRENSlEN, Druggist, (iealer in drug, medli
cines, chemicals, cigars, tancy and toilet
articles, Third street.
A OEFIELD dealer in dry goods, ready
made clothing, boos and shoes, hats and
cape, all of the latest styles.
ANDREW JACKSON, Cotton Buyer, and
dealer in groeeries and plantation supplies,
northeast corner of Main and Third streets.
D R. B. C. DUPREE, dentist. Office on Main
street, between Fifth and Church.
NICHOLAS WAX, wholesale and retail gro.
cer, dealer in plantation supplies, fancy and
staple groceries, wines, liquors, crockery, cut.
lery, cigars and tobacco, St. Louis street.
W G. ILANDOLPH, wholesale and retail
grocer, and dealer in western produce,
wines and liquors, Main street.
TOSHUA BEAL, Family Grocer, dealer in
SJ fancy groceries, canned fruits and every arti
cle needed in the household, corner Third and
Laurel streets.
GEOURGE H. WILSON, dealer in western
produce, groceries, plantation supplies,
saddlery, harness, corner Third and Conven
tion streets.
TOHN J. WAX, dealer in fancy and staple
groceries, liquors, cigars, tobasco and Con.
feotisneries, St. Ferdinand street.
T J. CAPDEVILLE, dealer in groceries and
Sliquors and ear corn, lime, hoop.pole and
flat-boat agent, Front street.
EDW. WIT I ING, dealer in fancy and staple
groceries, fruits and confectioneries, ci.
gars, smoking tobacco, Third street.
M CHAM.IERS, Stationer, dealer in station.
ery, books. cutlery, Violin and Guitar
strings, and fashion papers, Third street.
Printing establishment, on Third street, is
one of the most complete in the State.
J PHILIP BOTT, proprietor of Bismarck Ba
loon and Lager Beer House, corner St. Louis
and North Boulevard streets.
(HARLES WIEO, proprietor Sumter House
G dealer in the finest wines, liquors and cigars
-orner Third and Laurel streets.
W T. CLUVEPJIU8 Druggist, Bogel's old
stand. dealer in drugs, medicines, cutlery
soap, garden seed And fancy articles.
F . BROOKS, Druggist, dealer in drugs and
F medicines of every kind, cigars, smoking to.
bacco, cutlery, etc., Main street.
B A. DAY, proprietor Red Stick Drug Store,
keept,, oustantly on hand a full assortment
-of drugs and medicines, corner Africa and
Somerulos streets.
B FEIBELMAN, dealer in Dry Goods and
the most fashionable styles of ready made
clothing, hats boots and shoes, Main street.
SRS. J. M. PARKER, dealer in Milinery and
Dry Goods and fancy articles of all des.
-riptions, Main street.
TORN JOHNSON, watchmaker and jeweler,
11dealer in jewelry, silver ware, pictures and
picture frames, Third street.
ALEXANDRE GROUCHY, proprietor of the
. Capital House. Board by the day. week or
month, with the best the market affords.
JOSEPH LARGUIER, dealer in foreign and
domestic hardware, house furnishing goods,
corner Third and Florida streets.
GESSELLY, Civil and Military Tailor,
Latest styles, Third Street.
M J. WILLIAMS, manufacturer of steam
trains, strike pans, boilers and tanks, and
,all kinds of sugar house work, corner of Main
.and Front streets, near the ferry landing.
W ILLIAM GESELL, worker in tin, copper
and sheet iron, and dealer in stoves, tin.
-ware anl crockeryware, cor. Third and Florida.
V7%TON Rouge Oil Works, manufacture cot
U ton seed oil, oil cake, cotton seed meal and
,iiters; Front street. I
A D. LYTLE. Photograph Artist, Main st.
Photo-albums, frames, etc., kept on hand.
DIPER'S Furniture and Undertaking Estab
I. lishment. Main street, well supplied with
everything in this line
L DI). THOMAS., dealer in Fancy and Staple
5['. Groceries and Dry Goods, at Tim Dug.
gan's old stand, on Main street.
M ISS P. BERTRAND, Milliner, dealer in
Millinery Goods and Fancy Goods, Main
MnS. C. MAILLOT, Third street, dealerin
Millinery and Dry Goods, Trimmings, N~o
tions, etc.
ANUEL RODRIGUEZ, ette street,
Manfataturer of Choice C
1 l
In every case of Malarial Fever, and Fever and
Ague while for disorganization of the stomach,
torpidity of the liver, Indigestion and disturb
ancesof the animal forces, which debilitate, it
has no equivalent, and can have no substitute.
It should not be confounded with triturated
compounds of cheap spirits and essential oils,
often sold under the name of Bitters.
Druggists, Grocers Wine Merchants Everywhere.
Will supply the trade at Manufacturer's prices
"And do you reality love me dearly?"
he asked, as he coiled his arm around
her wasp-like system. "And you'll al
ways love me so '"
"Always, Frederick; ever so."
"And you pledge me to sew but-"
"Sir !"
"You pledge me to so beautify my
life that it will always be as happy as
now l"
"With my last breath, Frederick."
"And darling, you will mend my
"Your what, sir."
"You will fiend my social ways and
draw me upward and onward to a better
existence ?"
"It will be the pride of my love so to
do, Frederick; I will sacrifice all for
your complete happiness."
"I know that, sweetheart. But sup
pose in the fullness of time some acci
dent should happen to-to-say th
"You forget yourself, sir. To the
what I"
"To the trousseau; would it defer the
hour that makes you mine t"
"Never, Frederick. Iam yours, mind
and heart, and naught can separate us."
"But I what want to say is, that
should my pant-?"
"Begone, sir, what do you mean ?"
"Hear me, my life. IJsay if my pant
ing bosom should grow cold in death,
would your love still warm it ?"
"As the sun melts the iceberg, Fred
erick, so would the rays of my affection
thrill your heart again."
"And you will care for me ever, my
soul, and I for you, for though I may
never have a shir-"
"Enough! Leave me forever."
"But listen. Though I may never
have a shirking disposition, I shall
sometimes, in the struggle for life, forget
the plain duty-"''
"And I'll .emind you of it, Frederick,
in tender actions, and make the duties of
existence so pleasant of performance
that to avoid them would be pain."
And so on. That's modern courtship.
Lots of abstract swash, but a manifest
disinclination to contemplate such con
veniences as buttons; socks, trousers
and shirts.-Brooklyn Eagle.
If you want knowleage you must toil
for it; if food, you must toil for it; and
if pleasure, you must toil for it. Toil is
the law. Pleasure comes through toil,
and not by self indulgence and indo
lence. When one gets to love work, his
life is a happy one.
England's aun was slowly setting o'er the hills so m
Filling all the land with beauty at the close of
one sad day; P
And the last rays kissed the forehead of a man
and maiden fair,
He with step so slow and weakened, she with N
any, tfloting hair;
He with a bow hed d, and thoughtfnal,;he t
with lis so cold and white, ti
Straggling to keep back the murmur, "'Curfew
must not ring to-night."
"Sexton," Besle's white lips faltered, pointing I
to theprlson old, I
With its wallt so dark and gloomy-walls so
dark, so damp, and cold
"I've a lover in that prison, doomed this very
night to die.
At the rinaing of the Curfew, and no earthly Is
help Is nigh.
Cremwel will not come till sunset," and her face 51
grew strangely white,
As she spoke inusky whispers, "Curfew must
not ring to-night."
"Bessie," ealmy spoke the sexton-every word t1
pierced her young heart .(
Like a thousand gleaming arrows- like a deadly
poisoned dart; V
"Long, long years I've rung the Curfew from
that gl y shadowed tower:
Every evening, Just at sunset, it has told the ti
twilight hour;
I have done my duty ever, tried to do it just and a
Now I'm old, I will not miss it; girl the Curfew C
lings to-night!" C
Wild her eyes ana pale her features, stern and fi
white her thoughtful brow,
And within her heart a deep center, Bessie made
a solemn vow:
She hadlistened while the juages read, without a
tear or sigh, P
"At the ringing of the Curfew-Basil Under- t
wood mant die,"
And her breath came fast and faster, and her I
eyes grew large and bright
One low murmur, scarcely spoken-"Curfew
must not ring to-night!'" b
She with light step bounded forward. sprang v
within the old church door,
Left the old man coming slowly, paths he'd trod
so oft before; a
Not one moment paused the maiden, but with
cheek and brow aglow,
Staggered up the gloomy tower, where the bell o
swung to and fro;
Then she climbed the slimy ladder, dark, with- C
out one ray of light,
Upward still, her pale lips saying: "Curfew
shall not ring to.night."
She has reached the topmost ladder, o'er her n
hangs the great dark bell,
And the awful gloom beneath her, like the path-.
way down to hell :
See, the ponderous tongue is swinging, 'tis the
hour of Curfew now
And the sight has chilled her bosom, stopped her c
breath and paled her brow.
Shall she let it ring ? No, never! her eyes flash t
with sudden light,
As she springs and grasps it firmly-"Curfew
shall not ring to-night!"
Out she swung, far out, the city seemed a tiny
speck below;
There, twixt heaven and earth suspended, as t
the bell swung to and fro:
And the half-deaf sexton ringing (years he had
not heard the bell),
And he thought the twilight Curfew rang young
Basil's funeral knell;
Still the maiden clinging firmly, cheek and brow
so pale and white,
Stilled her frightened heart's wild beating-"Our
few shall not ring to-night !"
It was o'er-the bell ceased swaying, and the
maiden stepped once more
Firmly on the damp old ladder, where for hun
dred years before
Human foothad not been planted ; and what she
this night had (lone,
Should be told in long years after-as the rays
of setting sun
Light the sky with mellow beauty, aged sires
with heads of white,
Tell their children why the Curfew did not ring
that one sad night.
O'er the distant hills came Cromwell ; Bessie saw
him, and her brow,
Lately white with sickening terror, glows with
sudden beauty now:
At his feet she told her story, showed her hands
all bruised and torn;
And her sweet young face so haggard, with a
look so sad and worn,
Touched his heart with sudden pity-lit his eyes
with misty light:
"Go, your lover lives !" cried Cromwell! "Cur
few shall not ring to-night."
"I will not threaten you, Hilton! Years
ago I made my will, and you will be my
heir. I will not alter one line ofthatdoc
ument, because 1 will not bribe you to
do my will, or even to be an honorable
man. You may marry whom you will,
you may defy my wishes in every way.
and lose my love and respect, but this
money will be yours."
"Do you mean Uncle George, that I
shall lose your love and respect if I mar
ry Ada Willet 7"
"Or any other woman who is absolute
ly nobody. What do you know of her 7"
"Only what she has told me herself,
that her mother died in poverty; after
struggling to support herself by her
needle. They were miserably poorfor a
long time, and then Mrs. Willet began
giving work to Ada's mother. When she
died Mrs. Willet took Ada to her own
home, and after giving her every advan
tage her own child could have enjoyed,
Sadopted her."
"What was her name f"
S"Bah !" said Mr. Hilton, with every ex
pI ression of disgust. "Well, marry her if'
yon will. Your present allowance shall
be doubled, but you need not bring her
here; and with a sudden fierceness he
Sadded: "I want no woman here to re-i
Smind me of the past I had hoped forgot
Never, in all his recollection of his.
t grave, quiet uncle; had Hilton seen him
so moved. His voice was sharp with the
Spang of some sudden menmory, his eyes
flashed and his whole frime trembled
with emotion,
ii "You are a man now," he said, with one
d ofthose strange impulses to confidence
is that often seize the most reserved men,
,"a man seeking a wife. I wiltell tell you
is what never passed my lips to another
living being. I have a wife somewhere
and a child itmay be." Utter astonish- gi
ment kept Hil4t silent. it
"It wai all my own fault," Mr. Hilton qs
continued, "that Iam alonely, miserable th
man, instead of a happy husband andI W
father. Twenty years ago, when I was co
past forty years old, I fell in love. Fell it
in love, for I was' nearly ineane over
Myra Delano when I had seen her three re
times. I courted her with eager atten- hi
tion, rich presents, flattery-every fasci- a
nation I could command. I was not an lil
unattractive man at forty years of age. di
I had traveled extensively, been a close
student, was emphatically a society man, in
a succeessful lawyer, and commanding
large wealth. Myra was twenty-five, g
superbly handsome, accomplished and da
"I thought she loved me. I thought w
there was only love and devotion in the st
love light of her dark blue eyes, the c1
varying color on her cheek. We were d,
married, traveled two years on the con- G
tinent, and then returned to this house, fa
and opened its doors to sodlety. Our m
child was nearly a year old when we ol
came home, and what love I couldepare oi
from Myra I gave to baby Anna. We fe
were very popular, being hospitable and is
generous, gathering around us refined
people and both exerting ourselves to m
the utmost for the pleasure of our guests.
But while we were traveling, all in all a
to each other, there was sleeping in my 13
heart a demon who was stirred to life y,
when we returned. Strong as my love I s]
found my jealousy. I was an idiot-a y
mad, jealous idiot-for I stung a proud,
sensitive woman to contempt of my
opinion, defiant of my unworthy suspi- g
cions. Now I see that Myra was but b
filling her proper place in society as as a
hostess or guest; but then, blinded by o
my jealousy, I grudged any man a pleas- y
ant smile or a cheery word. I can not tell (
you now of every scene that turned her ii
love for me to fear and dislike. She be
came pale and miserable, often sullen
and defiant. Finally she left me. t
"Left you i" c
"I came home one afternoon, after c
conducting an intricate criminal case,
and found a note on the table telling me
that Myra could no longer endure the t
life of quarrelling and reproach. She
had taken her child and would never
return to me."
"Did she not go to her relatives " t
"She had but few. Her father died
while we were abroad, and, having been
considered a rich man, was found to
have less than his funeral expenses.
She had an aunt and some cousins, to
all of whom I went, but who denied all
knowledge of her. After searching with
the eagerness of penitence deep and
sincere, and love most profound, I final
ly advertised, and even employed pri
vate police investigation. It was all in
vain; I never found wife or child."
"Yet you think they live I"
"I can not tell. I remained here for
five years and then, as you know, went
to see my only sister dying of consump
"And to become my second father."
"But, Uncle George, can nothing be
done now ?'
"We have been in London three years
Sand every month there has been an ad
vertisement only Myra would under
stand in the leading papers. I have
never had one line of answer. No, my
boy. It is hopeless now. If in the fa
ture you ever know of my wife and
Schild I trust them to your care and gen
I "When we were in Paris," he said, "I
had a bracelet made, of Myra's hair and
mine woven together; she has the com
panion one. This tiny coil of gold in
the clasp was cut from the baby'!s head,
but three months old. It must have
r been some lingering love that made
r Myra still keep the bracelet like this,
a which she wore constantly, What is
Sthe matter, Hilton ? You are as white as
e death." "Nothing. Is your wife's pic
tare in the locket ?"
"Yes; you see how beautiful she
, was ?"
"I see more than that," said Hilton;
S"and I dare not tell you whatI hope.
I Will you give me one little hour, to see
1"It what"
r "Only one hour-I will be back then."
"Stop!" Mr. Hilton cried, shaking
with excitement.
But his nephew was gone. Hoping,
fearing, not knowing what to hope or
is fear, Mr. Hilton watched the clock un
n til the hour should be over. He walked
Sup and down, tried to read; he lived
s over again that past, whose remorseless
d memory had been so vividly recalled.
With Myra's picture before him, he
e thought over again of that wild, fierce
love that had been hishappiness and his
', blight.
nj "Why was I not calm, reasonable, as
Br became my years and my position I" he
re'asked himself bitterly. "Why did I
lived in soblety sand
quiremeutal I lived" "
the one aieond us.
What can he know Wi
cavered t Only thbre ninutes` ;
it seems a day inee h,
But before the hosurt ias 
returned. In, his e agernesrt
him Mr. Hilton did no$ notletha be
name through the drawlngroo: to t
library, where he waited, lesag
door a little open.
"Where have you been t" Mr. H.lto
inquired. . t
"To procure this!" Hilton answerA *l
gravely, placing in his unole'd hMld the i
duplicate to the bracelet on the table. s
The same braid of aunny*brown hair,
with here and there some raven black
streaked with gray; the. same -sieau
clasp with a wee coil of baby curla- .
der the glass; the same lettering to.- tI
George and Myra twined together with ii
fantastic scroll and twists. For asevel b
minutes there was deep silence. lTheq
oldman could nqt speak, and the young t
one would not break in upon what be
felt to be sacred emotion. At last, lift
ing his head, George Hilton asked:
"Does Myra live, and can she forgive
me 1"
"It is years since she died," Hilton a
answered, "but in heaven she has sore
ly forgiven you. She never spoke of I
you to your child but in words of ri -
spect and affectioi, though she spoke .:
you as dead."
'"My child! Do you know my child4' t
"'I know and love her. Do you not W
guess, Uncle George where I saw that
bracelet whose duplicate I recognized e
at once, whose face is the living copy
of the one in your locket t Must Itell I
you that the child Mrs. Willett resncued I
from poverty and adopted for her own 1
is my cousin and your daughter!'
"Ada Smith !"
"Smith is the name that her mother I
thought most probably would best con- I
ceal her identity, and Ada is the name
otMrs. Willet's only child, who died in I
"But why have you not brought her
to me 1" asked Mr. Hilton, with almost
a sob in his voice.
And as he spoke, the door which Hil
ton had left ajar, opened, and across the
threshold stepped a tall, beautiful girl,
with sunny brown hair and large blue
eyes, who waited timidly until her fa.
ther came quickly to meet her.
"Anna!" he said softly. "Can this be
my baby-my wee daughter ? It most be
for it is my Myra; who has not grown
old and gray, as I have, but lived in
perpetual youth. My child, I wronged
your mother but have sorrowed and re
pented for that wrong. Can you for
give me t"
The tears were falling fast from Anna
Hilton's eyes, and her voice was tremb
ling with sobs as she said:
r "My dear father !"
That was all; but as George Hilton
folded his child in his arms, he knew he
was forgiven, and for him at least there
might be happiness in making others
e happy.
A Colared Boy Aged Eighteen Napes
a lix Year Old coloed Girl and
B Afterward Kills Her and
?Thrwsthe lody Ku.
to A Sink.
Sbreveport Standard.
Mr. James Riley, a citizen of Shreve
Sport, who has been in the parishes east
of us purchasing cattle, returned Sun
day night, and yesterday gave our re
porter the facts of one of the most damn
ing crimes it has ever been our duty to
record. He saysthat while coming along
the Mount Lebanon road, about ten
miles beyond Minden on last Wednee
Sday morning, he met with full flvo hun
dred people, white and black, many of
them having guns and pistols, in search
e whose name he could not remember, who
had raped a colored girl about six years
of age and afterward killed her and
Sthrew the body into a sink, about eighty
e yards from the cabin of her parents.
The greatest excitement prevailed.
From Mr. Riley's statement, the parti
slars of which were gained from the
g people he met, it seems that the parents
of the unfortunate girl had left her. and
, the boy at home the Sunday before to
r take care of their baby while they went
I- to church. On their return to their
d cabin after church they found only the
4 baby, the boy and girl having turned up
smissing. Search was instituted, but
i. neither could be found. On Tuesday
e morning
is were found sticking out of a sink about
eighty yards from the cabin, the bQdy
s being covered with brush and dirt.
ie When taken out it wis discoveeedth
I rape had been committed, a kIghav
, Mhttlell F.
Sdate from Aplf' Sri
WHe will be oy
onringly. " "
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wor muta bomB eo o
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tcryugitobeLedto 6ouge. .
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date from AphlmO th,11. -
He will bie obeyedf tare o o
cordingly. ,
iLh Lient. Colonel Ja r y ;,
for duty to Bri ogadier , ot .
witol ins Prthe sident o Loisa y
versityand Medhgaloslan lt
College, at Baton Rouge, i.
By order of Comli INtGd bI1t t
. T BEi(a-."Rie
w IDta So -The Creatyom
of tho lt oputhe Unated of
you wh teer"Adjtrit lo a
to Paresident oaoun inaBg Be.
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Lint.Col. lega tohellF. R e, La..]
o of the Militia f the DSt of
I am also instracted to direct.
rep ort for duty to Colonelt W.o
Johnston, President Louseanae 
University and Agtra lturas l san
Schanical College, ah the city ofs. .
SIt affords me great pleaslre to
a ply with the above in.strutions,
assoiaTe so abTe Cand grllin s at
ofthe Army of the United olf $ b8o*
yoreself, with the "Speelal
I Force," of the Third Militoab.ry D~l~
sl yo, well .know, the tlitis of
ate. is the OGraOnd Ieser Mo.7 a
which the enrm l draws has istrewytag
the refore, that even u t proeoa yo
,, thecrmy and the MiMtia o ehold b 'e;
I fatpii practicable, intimatelyo
- I have the honor to be.vere y
. remoy, etor u to em
st LEsdJont LoruEin.K a t
Brig. uen, ColmAe'g t3d t ity Dfi 
The Asristant aaout een.u ll &
Distritt, Lordsmeas grate iuitet
Smit me-I have the honor to rport,
ain ompliant we the o peronsr ti as .
mansodingte, I have ported to the Pro
o dent of this Universited Sot Wils6W
Preston Johneton per mlnertia Ot
nou, saned width Geet aS p tcal
hew Orle ear, La, tMy Mit, I to.
The steneral Commanding R r ilr e
h mit m to epre rmyas Itncere thas
his Iordial welrome tow ]me aong
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there they poeld moylsiertn

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