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Ii PIB8T O?B EtOMES; THEN OUB STATE; FISTA-ILI/ST TiE; KAf?'TH?-COJS8Tm3 1 v.. if <ui*? TyA' Li: 2* SATURDAY MORNIf G, MAY 23. 1868. ?it.: District Democratic Ticket FOR SHERIFF, J. WILLIAM H. DUKES. ' JUDOS OF PROBATE, JOSEPH II. MORGAN. ;<r*?? ft*.; CLERK OF COURT, JOSEPH F. ROBINSON. CORONER, LUTHER RANSDALE. COUNTV COMMISSIONERS, HENRY LIVINGSTON, JAMES STOKES, MORGAN J. KELLER. SCHOOL COMMISSIONER, T. ELLIOTT WANNAMAKER. POETRY At Last or mss MCIOCII. Down, down Ilko a palo leaf dropping Under an autumn skj. My love dropped Into ray bosom .Quietly, quietly. There was not a ray of sunshine And not n Hound In the air As she trembled into my bosom? My lore, no longer fair. . All year round in her beauty j .ifijbj? dwcU on the tree-top high; : fihe dnneed in the summer breezes, She laughed to tho summer sky. I lay no low in the grass dews, 'She sat so high above; She never wist of my longing. Sho neTer dreamed of my lore. xifc&i winds laid bare her dwelling. A | And her heart could And no rest, I called?and eke flattered downward Into my faithful breast* I know that my love Is fading; I know I cannot fold Her fragranco from the fra.it blight, Her beauty from the mould; But a llitlf, little longer She shall contented He, And wither away in the sunshine Silsntlj, silently. Come when thou nib, grim winter, My year ia crowned and blest: If when my lore U dying She die upon my breast? SELECTED STORY. The Man at the Door. ../????? ?:o:? BY MARY KYLE DALLAS. j _; ?:o:? ??No tramps here," said I ; and shut tho door ia his faee, I did. The wind blew to I could i hardly do it, and the sleet was beating on the panes^ and the bare trees were groaning and moaning as if thoy suffered in tho storm. "No trau.- - here; I'm a lone woman, and I am a friend'etil." Tbi>'> the man I hadn't soon yet, for the ? dark, went away from the door. Champ, champ, champ came the man back again, and knocked on the door?knocked not half us loud as ho did before?aud I opened it, hot and angry. This iinio I aaw his face?a palo ghost of a face?with yellow brown hair, cropped close, and great staring blue eyes; and he put his hand against the door and held it open. "How near is tho next house, ma'am ?" said he. "Three miles or more," said I. i;And that is not a tavern ?" *'No," said I; "no drink's to be got there ; it's Miss Mitten's, aud she's as set agin tramps as I am." "I don't want drink," said tho man, though I do want food. You needn't bo afraid to let mo in, ma'am. I've been wounded, and am not able to walk fur, and ray clothes are thin, and it's bitter cold. I've been trying to get to my parents at Groonbank, whero I can rest till I'm better; and all my money was stolen from me three days ago. Yon ncodu't bo afraid; ' let me just lie boforo tho fire, and only givo me n ernst, tho stalest crust, to keep mo from starving, nnd the Lord will bless you for it." Aud then ho looked .at mo with his wild bine eyes in a way that would havo mado mo do it if it hadn't been I'd soon so much of those impostors. Tho war was just over, and every beggar that came along said ho was a soldier traveling home, and had been wounded and robbed. One that I had been fool enough to help, limped away out of sight, as he thought, and then?for I was at the garret window*?shouldered his crutches, and tramped it with the strongest. "No doubt your pocket is full of money," said I, "and you only Want a chance to rob and murder mo. Go away with you 1" Drusilla, that's my neice, was baking cakes in tho kitchen. Just then she oame to the door, and motioned' with her mouth to me: "Do let him stay, auntie," and If I hadn't had good sense' 1 might, but I know better than a ehit of sixteen. "Go away with you !" said I, louder than before. "I won't have this any longer." And he gave a kind of a groan, and took his haud from the latch, and went champ, champ, champ, through the frozen snow again; and 7 thought him gone, when there ho was onco in are, hardly with a knock at all?a faint touch, like a child's, now. And when I opened the door again he came quite in, and stood leaning on his cane, palo as ? ghost, his eyes bigger than ever. 11"Well, of all impudence !" said I. He looked at mo, and ho said : "Mndam, I havo a mother at Grecnbank. I want to live to see her. I skull not if I try to go any further to-night." "They all want to sec their mothers," and just then it came into my mind that 1 hoped my son, Charlie, who had been a real soldier, an officer ho had come to he. mind you, wanted to sec his, and would soon. "I have been wouuded, as you sec," said he. "Don't go a showing mo your hurts," said I; "they buy 'em, ho they told me, to go a begging with uow. Thread the papers, I tell ye, and I'm principled, and so's our clergy man, agin giving anything, unless it's through some well organized society. Tramps are my abomination. And as to keeping you all night, you can't expect that of decent folks? g?l" Drusilla came to the door and said : "Let him stay, auntie," with her lips again, bht I took no notice. So he went, and this time did not come back; and I sat down by the fire, and smelt the baking cakes and tho apples stewing ; and Sho tea. drawia$.on th^kitchen stove; and-1 ought to have been very comfortablo, but I wasn't: Something seemed tugging at my heart all the time. I gave the fire a poke, and lit another can dle to cheer myself cp, and I went to my work basket to get tho sock I had been knitting for my Charlie ; aud as I went to get it I saw something lying on thj floor T picked it up. It was an old tobacco pouch, over so much like the one I gave Charlie, with fringe around it, and written on it in ink : "From C. F. to It. II.;" and inside was a bit of tobacco and an old pipe, and a letter, a rumpled old letter; and, when I spread it ont I saw on the top, ?My dear son." I know the beggar must have dropped it, and my heart gave one big thump, as though it had bcon turned into a hammer. Perhaps the story was truo, and he had a I mother. I shivered all over, and the fire and the candles and the nico comfortable smells might as well not have been at all. I was cold and wretched. And over and over again had I to say to my self what I heard our pastor say often : "Nev er give anything to chance beggars, my dear friends; always bestow your alms on worthy persons, through well-organized societies," he fore I could get a bit of comfort. Aud what an old fool I was to cry, I thought, when I found my checks wet. But I did not cry long, for, as I sat there, dash and crash and jingle came a sleigh over the road, and it stopped nt our gate, and I heard my Charlie's voice crying: "Halloa, mother 1" And out I went to tho door, and had him in my arms, my great, tall, handsome, brown son. And there ho was in his uniform, with his pretty shoulder-straps, aud as heart)' as if he never had been through any hardships. I He had to leave me to put the horso up, and I then I had by the fire my own boy. And Drusilla, who had been up stairs, and had been ' crying?why, I wonder??came down all in a j flutter?for they were like brother and sister ?and he kissed her, aud she kissed him, and I then nway she wont to set the table, aud the nico hot things smoked on n cloth as white as snow; and how Charlie enjoyed them! But once, in the midst of all, I felt a frightened feeling como over mo, and I know 1 turned pale, for Drusilla said: "Whut is the matter, Aunt Fairfax 7" I said nothing; but it was this: Kind o' liko tho g. ost of a step, going champ, champ, over the frozen snow ; kind o' like the ghost of a voice saying : "Let me lie on the floor bc foro your fire, and give mo any kind of a crust;" kind o' liko some one that had a moth er down on the wintry road, aud freezing and starving to death thoro. That is what it was. But I put it away, aud only thought of Char lie. We drew np together by tho fire when the tea was dono, and ho told m things about the war I'd never heard beforo?hoW the soldiers I cu?oied, and what weary marohos and abort ; rations they sometimes had. And then he told me how his life had been in danger; how he had been set upon by the fbe and badly wound ed ; and bow, at the risk of his own life, a fel low-soldier had saved him, and carried him away, fighting his path back to eamp. I "I'd^ never seen you hat for him/' says nry Charlie. "And if there's a man on earth I love it's Rob Hadnway?tho dearest, best fellow I We've shared each other's rations, and drank from tho same canteen many and many a time; and if I had a brother, I couldn't think more of him." "Why didn't yoa bring bim home to see your mother, Charlie," said I. "Why I'd lovo him too, and anything I could do for the man who saved my hoy's life, couldn't be enough. Send for him Charlie." Rut Charlie shook his head, and covered his face with his hands. "Mother," said he, "I don't know whether Rob Iladaway is alive or dead to-day. While ? was still in the'ranks he was taken prisoner. And military prisons arc poor places to live in, mother I'd give my right baud to be able j to do him auy good ; but I cau find no trace of him. And he has a mother too, aud she is so fond of him ! She lives at Grcoubank?poor old lady. My dear, good, noblo Rob, tho pre server of my life." , And I saw Charlie was nearly crying. Not to let us sec the tears, ho got up and weut to the mautel-picce. I did not look i around until I heard a cry : "Great heaven ! what is it ?" Aud 1 turned, and Charlie had tho tobacco pouch tho mau had dropped, in his hand. "Whore did this come from f" said he. "I feel, as though I had seen a ghost. I gave this to Rob Itudaway the day he saved me. We soldiers, had not much to give, you know and he vowed never to part with it while he lived. How did it conic here, mother ?" And I fell back in my chair, white and cold, and said I. "A wandering tramp left it here. Never your Rob, my dear; never your Rob. Ho musi to have been an impostor. I wouldn't ^v^aroed away a person rcaily iu^vaut. Oh;' no, no ; it's another pouch, child ; or he stole' it. A tall fellow, with blue eyes, aud -yellow brown hair; wounded, he said, and going to his mother to Greenhauk. Not your Rob. And Charlie stood staring at me, with clenched hands ; and said he "It was my Rob 1 it was my dear old Rob, wounded aud starving!?my dear old Rob, who saved my life, aud you have driven him out in such a night as this, mother. My mother to use Rob so I Condemn me, Charlie, said I; condemn me if you like; I'm afraid God will. Three times he came back; three times he asked only for a crust and a place to lie, and I drove him away ?I, I?and he's lying in the road now. Oh I if I had known ! Oh ! if I had known ! And Charlie caught up his hut. I'll find him if he's alive, said he. Oh ! Rob, my dear frienvi. Aud theu?I never saw the girl in such tak ing. Down went Drusilla on her knees, as if she was saying her prayers, and says she: Thank God I darod to do it 1 And says she again to me: Oh 1 nunt, I've been trembling With fright, not knowing what you'd say to me. I took him in the kitchen way. 1 couldn't sec him ?go faint, and hungry, and wounded, and I put him iu the spare chamber over the parlor, and I've been to frightened all the while. Lord bless you, Drusilla, said Charlie. Amen, 8nyB I. And she, getting bolder, weut on : Aud 1 took him up some hot short cakes and apple-suss and tea, says she, aud I took him a candlo, and n hot brick for his feet, and I told him to cat, and go to bed in the best chamber, aunt Fairfax, with tho white counterpane aud all, and I locked him iu and put the key in my pocket; aud I told him that he should have one night's rest, and that no ouc should turn him out unless they walked over inj' dead body. And Drusilla said it liko an actress in a tragedy, and went off into hysterics tho mo ment the words were out of her mouth. She'd been expecting to be half murdered, you know, and the girl was but sixteen, nnd always be fore minded me as if I wais her mother. Never was there any old sinner so happy as I was that night, so thankful to tho good Lord; and it would have dono your heart good if you had gone to sco tho two moot in the morning?Charlie and his friend Rob. Aud Charlie, who got so well and had a mother who was not poor cither, helped Rob into business1.7 And ho got over his wounds at last, and grow as hadsomo as a picture, aud to-day week he is going to marry Drusilla. I'd give you anything I havo, said I, and I won't refuso you even Drusilla, when he asked me, telling me that ho had loved her over since she was so kind to him on the night I've told you of. ' And Charlie is to stand up with him, aud I to give Brasilia away, and Bob's St?ter frXi Greenback is to bo bridesmaid, and I haV a guess that some day Charlie will bring b dfcotne to mo in Brasilia's place. gdon't drive beggars ljfom the door now asT used, and no doubt I'm often imposed up<'/ij but this Is what I say : Better be who really heeds help. And I're read toy llihie better1 of lalo, and X know who says: Evjto as you hare done it -unto the least of the;a. yo have done it unto mo. V A Jt I 0 U S. ?.? Down on Grant. Anna Dickinson, tho eloquent, has poured out, a few of tho vials of hor wrath on the de void head of Gen. Grant. She don't bclievo in ?10 leaden tongucd General. She thinks he i<i not sound on the negro goose, and that tlic smoko of his cigar should bo mistaken for th.^halo of popularity. In this she is a littlo mote than half right. Of his unmanly con duct and gross provarication in relation to cabinet affairs the Dickinson deponent saith uol? Such trifles do not trouble her; but to ha silont on the negro question?this is the great offenso. Hesr Anna: ^Tho Radical party cannot live upon the rawnory of its good deeds." ??Your works in tho past won't save you." You Radicals shirk the unpopular necessity of puttingtho black race forward." jfjYou'want to cover up the nogr"; with r' Unless you give the Northern negro the bafiot Vou won't get the support of tho negroes Sintli>' ('It is not sufficient that Grant was a soldier. MvClellan was a soldier. Fit? John Porter wil njsoldier. It it not sufficient, to write nWii^jft any man's wnme?soldier. j j T\R$ nominating Grant you show yourselves cayriirds and ^poltroons." j ^Grant is no^jH^dard-bcaror when prinoi-1 ??pTcsta-e tir^e^HSftfdis," ? " You want Grant without a platform for the j sake of expediency and winning tho next dec-1 tion." "I wouldn't have a personal quarrel with Gon. Grant. I dare to bay what a great many are thinking." "I don't want Gen. Grant for Preaidont/* "Speech is silver, silence is golden. Grant's | silence is leaden." "Ho must speak before he gets tho nomina tion." "You can't hurrah for Grant and win on that issue." "Shame, shame od those Republicans who I say : I believe the black man should vote in Louisiana, but under no circumstances hero in Elmira." "Disintegration stares tho Radicals in the face because they arc ashamed to come eut boldy and openly for negro suffrage." "Don't hide your principles, if you've got] any, behind the smoke of ono roan's cigar." Wonum'H Word Book. Afford, to.?Not to speftd more than double' your iucomo. Ayr.?An indefinite article, added to as a minor, but never allowed to increase after thirty. Agreeable.?Epithet for any one who carries | flattery to its farthest limits. Agriculture.?Something which produces1 strawberries and green peas during wiuter. Air.?Haughty or otherwise?an elemeut of J success. Allowance.?A paltry pittance made by a father or husband to compare one with slaves for hire. Amusement.?The aim of life. Angel, fern.?To he found poetically, before marriage and after death. Arithmetic.?A torture invented by trades people. Avarice?Any attompt to spend less than double our incomo. Awkward?Boing brought to tho point by two men at onco, to each of whom she has promised encouragement. Ball.?Hymen's Market, where unmarried ladies are trotted out for inspection, and knock ed down to the highest biddor. Bank.?A gold-fiold somewhere in tho city, where any man can find money when it is to ho spent on himself. Bargain.?Goods which oost 20 per cont. more than they arc worth. Bear.?A being imporvious to tho rays of beauty. Beggary.?Reduced to keeping ono man servant and a pony for the children. Bluth, to.?An art almost extinot. Can be had, however, on th<? payment of a large sum. Break.?Used in connection with a heart; perhaps tho only thing which was never known to break. Bridal.?What every femalo &ek bends to willingly, as long as there is no curb, Brute.?-A husband who uses tbs carb after the bridal. Business.?Any one's but your own. Buttcr?g.?l\ bachelor who looks before ho leaps. ConTerwaiioh wSth Gcb Grant I frinc. Mr. Grant iu the patent office ex amining some patent sogar holders.. "Good morning, Mr. Grant." "Good morning, Mr. Head." "Bo you in the war office now ?" "No ; I'm in the patent office now ; smoko?" "Ycb; please give us a light; bo you going to run for the next Presidency, Mr. Grant?" "I slow 6cvcnty thousaud men in tho battle of the Wilderness, Mr/Head." "Yos, which side wore the slewod men fight in' on, Mr. Grant ?" Hero ho eat down so as to euoko casior. That's all ho said. Said I again, "Mr. Grant, folks don't know where you stand; do you?" He bit off tho end of a sogar and replied. "What boss did you bet on at tho race the other day ?" "Said I, lookin' at him. not tho hoss you're i tryin' to ride, old fel j" and there by hangs a tale!" Ho lit another sheroot, and I Bays, "Mr. Graut, we're sufferin' terribly down South; couldn't you and some other woman send us down some tracts ?" "I will speak to Mr. Stanton, and if ho hasn't anything for me to do in tho offico this afternoon I'll get some scgars and take you out to ride." I was satisfied by the above conversation, that General Grant was a great man; I never had a man grate more on my feeling than ho did : he is a man more qualified as a man than { Anna Dickenson ever was . Not in the Same Boat.?It has general been supposed that tho original Abolitionists sailed in the same boat, but the following report. <vf art episodo,. which occurred, at tho meeting of the Anti-Slavery Society in New York on Wednesday, shows that tho boat and the captain were alike distasteful to at least one person: "At the conclusion of Mr. Phillips' address Mrs. Stanton stepped forward to speak, but i at this moment an oratorical lady in the audience, who gave her name as Mrs. Kemp claimed tho floor, and insisted that she was 'up first' in such a determined manner that no one seemed to have the courage to contradict1 her. Addressing Mr. Phillips, she said: I observe that you are sailing down the gulf stream in a very small boat, in which there is room only for white and black men and no for us women ; so I suppose we shall have to take another boat. You have no objection ? "Mr. Phillips (bowing)?Not the slightest, madam. "Mrs. Kemp?And to begin with, we don't want yon for captain. I "Mr. Phillips bowed. "Mrs. Kemp?We want a bigger man than I yon. We want a better and mors righteous j ! man than yon. i ' "Mr. Phillips?Thank you, madam. [ "Mrs. Kemp?There is another boat, sir? j the Democratic boat?I suppose wo shall have to take that. You have no objection ? "Mr. Phillips?None whatever, madam. "The lady seemed disposed to continue the colloquy, which however, was brought to an abrupt end by Mrs. K. Cady Stanton, who stepped forward and began an address." The Worst of it.?"Do you want any berries, ma'am ?" said a poor little boy to a lady ono day. The little follow was very shabbily clothed, and his feet were bare and travel-stained. In both hands he held up a tin pail full of ripo raspberries, which were prettily peeping out from amid the green leaves that lay lightly over them. The lady told him she would liko some; and taking the pail from him, she stepped in fo tho house. He did not follow, but remain ed behind, whistling, to some canaries hang ing in their cage in tho porch. "Why do you not come in, and see if I measure your berries right ?" said the lady, "how do you know but what I may cheat you ?" Tho boy looked archly up at her and smiled. "I'm not afraid," said ho, "for you would get the worst of it, ma'am." "Got tho worst of it," said she, "what do you mean." "Why, ma'am, I should only lose my ber ries, and you would bo stealing; don't you think you would get the worst of it ?" An exchange says, that Bcnj. F. Butler would spurn a one hundred thousand dollar bribe, as soon as he would a hogshead of silver spoonst Be B?ro' jWre "fight; then go ah'cad. A young Indian girl, perfectly wild, was re? neatly purchased in Terra del F%ego, fora bogof bttoeuita. A lady who xrm -#arMe4 out of-steep by some one. trying toenter,the house, cried oot, "Who is tfierof" "Y*iio* late husband," waa tho reply. A conscicnco-Ptricken Jhief in Maine, tro contly returned a bolt of cloth, on which waa written: "Rum took it, sober brought it . back." Tho Radicals objected to the testimony of . Gon. Sherman boiug receiveJ^. for they...kjiew ho would prove that Grunt had advised the President to remove Stanton. Tho Northern papers condemn tho managers for the treat ment of Gen. Sherman. Choosing a wife is like dipping the band in to a bag containing ninety-six snakes and ono cel. Nincty-niue to ono if you*?ia'tcir the eel. If Adam had asked Eve for a kiss, could the latter without profanity, havo5 replicdj" I don't caro, A-dam, if you do?" Tho Radicals are getting afraid of Butlor. They believe that the old cock-eyod scoundrel has been paid to wreck their craft. "Now that you are on my side, I Iiopo you will stick to me," as the patient said to. the plaster." Reading only furnishes the mind with ma terials of knowledge. 'Tis thinking makes what wo read ours.?Locke.. Dr. Franklin nsod to say that rich widows arc tho only piece of second-hand, goods that sell at prime cost. A writer dwelling on the iTmpQ'rtsm'o. of small things, says that "he always t^kes note oven of a straw, especially if there, happens to be a sherry-cobbler at ono end." r A sap headed boy. wrote to his sweetheart, who had alighted hiin,; that' his brain was on fire, and received the fcHowhtg reply : MBlow The lower honse of the Ohio Legislature has passed a measure disfranchising all pcr sons having a ?? visible admixture" of negro. We return our thanks (not ironically) to several torn and other cats for a serenade 'lost night We presumo it was in Honor of the ratification of the Constitution. The Prince of Wales is reported to he get ting more in debt and out of funds. A silver wedding has been celebrated in In diana, mueh to the astonishment of the citizens fX ' - 1 i i ' of tiat State of divorces. ." .-.yi i. i ? v ; ;." '.* i; t " i ? Garlotta has not entirely recovered her mind. Her insanity now manifests itself in extreme talkativeness, and a disposition to tell family secrets and scandalous stories to every stranger she meets. 1 In Atlanta they havo a negro who is gradu ally turning to a white man. , In this District there arc several white men who have rapidly turned to negroes. If a Wisconsin farmer plants a row of treoa along the road, he is exempted from working on tho road. The Nashvillo Gazette of the Gth instant says that a rumor reached that city on the day previous, that Governor Brownlow had been struck with palsy and was not expected to live many days. A Western paper contains tho followiug apology : "The editor is absent, the foreman had tho toothache, 'tho 'devil' is drunk, and trying to drink lager beer out of a boot jack, the press is out of ordor, and we ain't well our selves?so ploase excuse a poor paper this week." It is said that a company of capitalist is at present being organized in Now York with the object in view of selecting nnd bringing to this couutry from Spain and European capitals a magnificent ballet and opera combination troupe, selected with care and great expense for tho purpose of introducing hero tho Span ish Zarzuelu or Comic Opera. ?"?""^m?'"~' " j "Papa, didn't you whip me once for biting little Tomy ?" "Yes, my doar, you hurt him vory much." "Well, then, pnpn, you ought to whip sis ter's music master, too; ho bit ?-istor yesterday afternoon right on tho mouth, and' I know it hurt her, because sho put her arms around his neck, and tried to choke him." An Irishman being asked tit the dinner ta hle whether he would take somo -apple pio, said : "Is it houlsome t" "To be sure it is; why do you ask that question V "Because I once had an uncle that was kill ed with apple plexy, and sure I thought it something of the same sort of dish."