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wU la FIRST OUE SOMES; THEN OXJR STATE; FINALLY TltE NATION j: THESE-CONSTITUTE^'OUR. ;COpKf RY, '?VOLUME % SATURDAY MORjNlf G, MAY 23, 1868. tJMBER 14. District Democratic Ticket. ?TOB SHERIFF, J. WILLIAM EL DUKES. 4VDQB or PBOSA TS, JOSEPH U. MORGAN. it ?m???? .tKfy>tdf >.?.: ?,.-?< CLERK OF COURT, JOSEPH F. R?1IINSON. CORONER, LUTHER RANSDALE. f A^>/.? mii \ i\ ?-, ? CO ?NTT COMMISSIONERS, HENRY LIVINGSTON, JAMES STOKES, MOKGxVN J. KELLER. SCHOOL COMMISSIONER, il ELLIOTT vVANNAMAKER. POETRY. I? Kl; At Last BT MISS MCXOC1I. Down, down like a palo leaf dropping Under an autumn sky. My love dropped into my bosom Quietly, quiotly. r There was not a ray of aunsbino And not a sound in the air As she trembled Into my bosom? My lore, no longer fair. ; AH year round In her bennty ..She dwelt on fhe tree-top high; She danced in the summer breezes, She laughed to tho summer sky. I-lay ao low in the grass dews, ? She sat bo high above ; She never wist of my longing. 1 She never dreamed of my love. Bat vi*t% wind? laid bare her dwelling. ? | An/1 her Heart could find no rest, I eallod?and she fluttered downward Into my faithful breast. I know that my love la fading; I know I cannot fold Her fragrance from the frast blight, Her beauty from the mould; But a little, littl<? longer She ahull contented lie, And with ?r away in the sunshine SilBUtly, silently. fismi when 'hou wilt, grim winter. My y t is crowned and blest: If when my love i* dyings She die.upon my breast. ?isKSM ji i nfcin hi n- i????????? SELECTED STORY* The Man-at the Door. -:o: BY MARY KYLE DALLAS. ?'No tramps here," said I; and shut tho door is?uift face; I did. The wind blew- so I could \ hardly do it, and the elect was boating on the panes, add the bare trees were groaning and moaning as if they suffered in the storm. "No tramps here; I'm a lone woman, and I am a 'friendof W Then tho man I hadn't soon yet, for the dark, went away from tho door. Champ, champ, champ canto the man back again, and knocked on the door?knocked not half as loud as ho did before?aud I opened it, hot and angry. This time I flaw his face?a palo ghost of a face?with yellow brown hair, cropped closo, and great staring blue eyes; and he pat his hand against the door nnd held it open. "He^ near is tho next houso, ma'am V* said he. ?'Three miles or more,'* said I. And that is not n tavern ?" *'No," said I j "no drink's to bo got there; it's Miss Mitten's, and she's as set ngin 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 ablo to walk far, and my clothes are thin, nnd it's bitter cold. I've boon trying to get to my parents at Grecnbank, where I can rest till I'm better; and all my money was stolen from sue thrco days ago. You noedu't bo afraid; let me just lie before tho fire, and only give mc a crust, 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 bluo eyes in a way that would have made mo do it if it hadn't boon 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 homo, 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 w?b at the garret window?*shouldered his cratches, and tramped it with the strongest. "No doabt your pocket is fall of money/' said I, "and yon only Want a chance to rob and murder mo. Go away with you 1" DrasiHs, that's my eeioe, was baking cakes in the kitchen. Just then sho oame to the door, and motioned' with hor mouth to me: "Do let him Btay, auntie," and if I hadn't had good sense' 1 might, but I knew better than a ehit of sixteen. "Go away with you 1" said I, louder than before. "I won't have this auy longer." And he gave a kind of a groan, and took his hand from the latch, and went champ, champ, champ, through the frozen snow again; and I thought hini gone, wheu there he was once more, 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 I a ghost, his eyes bigger than ever. I |"Well, of all impudence !" said I. He looked at tue, and ho said : "Madam, I havo a' mother at Grecnbank. I want to live to see her. I s- all 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 bo, miud yon, 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, so they told mo, to go a begging with now. "Dread the papers, I tell ye, and I'm principled, and so's our clergy man, agin giving anything, unless it's through some well orgauized society. Tramps aro my abomination. And as to keeping you all night, you can't expect that of decent folks? g?!" Drusilla came to the door and said: "Let him stay, auntie," with her lips again, but I took no notice. So he went, and this time did not come back; and 1 sat down by tfee fir a, and smelt the baking-cakes and the apples stewing j and tho tea drawiaagm th^itchon st?vo jfc and-1? ought to have been very comfortable, but I wasn't. Something seemed tugging at my heart nil the time. I gave the fire a poke, and lit another can dle to cheer myself up, and I went to my work basket to get the sock I had been knitting for my Charlie * and as I went to get it I saw something lying on thj floor. I picked it up. It was an old tobacco pouch, ever fo much liko the one I gave Charlie, with fringe around it, and written on it in ink : "From C. F. to Ii. II.;" and inside was a bit of tobacco and an old pipe, and a letter, a rumpled old letter ; and, when I spread it out I saw on the top, ?My dear son." I know the beggar must have dropped it, and my beert gave one big thump, as though it hod been turned into a hammer. Perhaps the story was true, and ho had a mother. I shivered all over, and the fire and the candles and tho nice 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," be fore I could get a bit of comfort. And what an old tool I was to cry, I thought, when I found my cheeks wet. But I did not cry long, for, as I sat there, dash and crash and jinglo came n sleigh over I tho road, and it stopped nt our gute, and I hrard my Charlie's voice crying: "Halloa, mothor I" And out I wont to the door, and had him in ray arms, my great, tall, handsome, brown son. And there ho was in his uniform, with his pretty shoulder-straps, and as heart}' as if ho never had been through any hardships. Ho had to leavo mo to put the horso up, nnd then I had by tho firo my own boy. And Drusilla, who had been up stairs, and had been crying?why, I wonder??came down all in a flutter?for they were like brother and siBtcr ?and ho kissed her, and she kissed him, and then away she wont to sot tho table, and the nice hot things smoked on a cloth as white as snow; and how Charlie enjoyed them ! But once, in the midst of all, I folt a frightened feeling come over mo, nnd I know I turned palo, for Drusilla said: "What is tho matter, Aunt Fairfax V" I said nothing; but it was this: Kind o' like, tho ghost of a step, going champ, champ, over tho frozen snow ; kind o' liko tho ghost of a voice auyiug : "Let mo lie on tho floor be fore your fire, and give mo any kind of a crust;" kind o' liko somo one that had a moth er down on the wintry road, aud freezing and starving to death thero. That is what it was. But I put it away, and only thought of Char lie. We drew up together by the fire when the tea was done, and ho told us things about the war I'd never hoard before?hoW tho soldiers Buffeted, and what weary marches and short rations thoy sometimes had. And then he told me how his life had been in danger; how ho had been set upon by the foe and badly wound ed ; and how, at the risk of hia own life, a lei* low-soldier had saved him, and carried him away, fighting his path back to camp. 'Td^ never seen you but for him," says my Charlie. "And if there's a man on earth I love it's Hob Hadaway?tho dearest, best follow 1 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 you bring him home to sec your mother, Charlie," said I. "Why I'd lovo him too, and anything I could do for the man who saved my boy's life, couldn't bo enough. Sond for him Charlie" But Charlie shook his head, and covered his face with his hands. "Mother," said he, "I don't know whether Rob Iladawny is alive or dead to-day. While I was still in the'ranks ho was taken prisoner. Aud military prisons ore poor places to live in, mother I'd give my right baud to be able to do him any good ; but I can lind no trace of him. And he has a mother too, and she is so fond of hin? I She lives at Greenback?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, he got up and wcut to the inantel-pic.ee. I did not look around until I heard a cry : "Great heaven ! what is it ?" And 1 turned, and Charlie had the tobacco pouch tho man had dropped, in his hand. "Where did this come from f" said he. "I feel, as though I had seen a ghost. I gave this to Rob Hudaway the day he saved mc. We soldiers, had not much to give, you kuow and he vowed never to part with it while he lived. How did it come here, mother ?" And I fell back in my chair, white and cold, and said I. , s "A wandering tramp loft it here. Never your Rob, my. dear; never your Rob. Ho must to have been nn impostor. I wouldn't hav<. turned away * person really iu\vant, Oh; no, no; it's another pouch, child; or he stole' it. A tall fellow, with blue eyes, aud -yellow I brown hair; wounded, ho said, and going to his mother to Greeubank. Not your Rob. And Charlie stood staring at me, with clenched hands ; and said ho ! "It was my Rob \ it was my dear old Rob, j wounded and starving!?my dear old Rob, who saved my life, and you have driven him out in such a night ob this, mother. My mother to I use Rob so! I Condemn mo, Charlie, said I; coudemn me i if you like; I'm afraid God will. Three times j he cnnie back; threo times he asked only for a crust and a place to lie, and I drove him away ?I, I?and he's lying in tho road now. Oh! if I had known ! Oh ! if I had known ! And Charlie caught up his hat. I'll find him if he's alive, said he. Oh ! I Rob, my dear friend. Aud then?I nover saw the girl in such tak ing. Down wont Drusilla on her knees, ns if she was saying her prayers, and says she: j Thank God I da rod to do it 1 I And says she again to me: Oh! aunt, I've been trembling With fright, not knowing what you'd say to nie. I took him in the kitchcu way. I couldn't see him ?go faint, and hungry, nnd wounded, und I put him in the spare chamber over the parlor, and I've been ho frightened all the while. Lord bless you, Drusilla, said Charlie. Amen, says I. And she, getting bolder, wcut on : And 1 took him up some hot short cakes and applc-sass and tea, says she, aud I took him a caudle, 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 in and put the key in my pooket ; nnd I told him that he should have one night's rest, nnd that no one Bhould turn him out unless thoy walked over my dead body. And Drusilla said it liko nn actress in a tragedy, and went off into hysterics tho mo ment tho words were out of her mouth. She'd been expecting to be half murdered, you know, and the girl was but sixteen, and nluays be fore minded me ns if I was her mother. Never was there any old sinner so happy ns I was that night, so thankful to tho good Lord; nnd it would havo done your heart good if you had gono to seo the two meot in the morning?Churlio nnd his friend Rob. And Charlio, who got so well and had a mother who was not poor cither, helped Rob into business1? And ho got over his wounds nt last, and grow ns hadsomo us 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 rnfuso you even Drusilla, whon he asked me, telling mo that ho had loved her over since she was so kind to him on the night I've told you of. Aud Charlie is to stand up with him, and I to givo Drusilla away, and Bob's eisier j frtfl/i Greenbank is to bo bridcamnid, and I h<i% a guess that some day Chart ifc will bring j b ?honio fco nie m DhiaiUaV place. ; |Sdun't drive beggars from tho door now] as * used, and no doubt I'm often Imposed upoj? j but this Ut-what I say : Better be imaged upon always* then to be eroel to one who really heeds help- And I've road my RihJo belter-of late, and I know who nay*: lSvjj? as you have done it unto the least of the.-c, yo have done it unto mo. TAR I 0 U S. Down on Grant. J$7!?a Dickinson, tho eloquent, has poured out.a few of the vials of hor wrath on the de votj<d head of Gen. Grant. She don't believe in *^io loadcn tongued General. She thinkH be i* not Bound on tho negro goose, and that thesinokc of his cigar should bo mistaken for th' jhnlo of popularity. In this sho is a littlo mote than half right. Of his unmanly con duo^ nnd gross provarication m rotation to cabinet affairs tho Dickinson deponent saith not*. Such trifles do not tr?ublo her; but to , bo silent on the negro question?this is the great offense. Hear Anna: tThe Radical party cannot live upon the mc-mory of its good deeds/' .-Your works in tho past won't save you." %,'You Radicals shirk the unpopular ucccssity of putting the black raco forward." ' You want to cover up the uogro with G&ut. . .V'Uuless you give the Northern hogro the ballot vou won't get the support of tho negroes South:" ,;It is not sufficient that (Girant was a soldier. MIClellan wt*s a soldier. Fitz John Porter wok a^soldier. It it not sufficient- to write against tiny man's nnine?soldier. T'Ry nominating Grant you show youwclyes cowards and "poltroons." >G rant it n?jg?dard-beurer when prinei 'plc^ire-io'^W^ftfor/-'-. ! "Yon'want Grant without a platform for tue sake of expediency and winning the next elec tion." "I wouldn't have a personal quarrel with Gen. Grant. I d ire to bay what a great many are thinking." "I don't want Gen. Grant for President.'* "Speech is silver, silence is golden. Grant's silence is leaden." "He must speak before he gets tho nomina tion." "You can't hurrah for Grant and win on that issue." "Shame, shame on those Republicans who say : I believe the black man should vote in Louisiana, but under no circumstances here in Elmira." "Disintegration stares tho Radicals in the face because they arc ashamc to come out boldy and openly for negro sui age." "Don't hide your principles, if you've got any, behind the smoke of ono man's cigar." Woman's Word Book. A/ford, to.?Not to spend more than double your income. Aye.?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 produces strawberries and green peas during winter. Air.?Haughty or otherwise?an clement of success. AUoxcancc.?A paltry pittance mado by a fattier or husband to compare one with slaves for hire. Amusement.?The aim of lifo. Angel, fem.?To be found poetically, before marriage and after death. Arithmetic.?A torture invented by trades people. Avarice?Any attempt to spend less than double our income. Aickirurd?Doing bronght to the point by two men at onco, to each of whom sho ha9 promised encouragement. Ball.?Hymen's Market, where unmarried ladies are trotted out for inspection, and knock ed down to the highest bidder. Bank.?A gold-fiold eomcwlicro in tho oity, where any man can find money whon it is to bo spent on himself. Bargain.?Goods which cost 20 per cont. moro than they aro worth. Bear.?A being impervious to tho rays of beauty. Beggary.?Reduced to kooping one man servant and a pony for tho ohildren. Blush, to.?An art almost extinct. Can be had, h6wovcr, on the payment of a large lure. Break.?Used in connection with a heart: perhaps tho only thing which was never known to break. ?What orery female neck beads io willingly, as lohfc.xa there Is Bp ettfb. [ Brti(c.-<?A husband who uses the curb after t the bridak JBugineia.~"Any one's but your own. Butterfly.bachelor who looks before ho leaps. Conversation with Gen- Gntfit X found Mr. Grant iu the patent offico ex amining some patent sogar holdors. "Good aiornicg, Mr. Grant." "Good morning, Mr. Head." 44Be you io tho war office now ?" "No; I'm in the patent office now; smoke?" "Yes* please givo us a light; bo you going to run for tho next Presidency, Mr. Grant?" 'I slow seventy thousand men in the battle of the Wilderness, Mr. Head." "Yos, which side were the slowed men fight in* on, Mr. Grant?" Hero he eat down so as to Bn.ukc easier. That's nil ho said. Said I again, "Mr. Grant, folks don't know where you stand j do you?" He bit off tho end of a sogar .and replied. "What boss did you bet op at tho race the other day ?" "Said I, lookin' at.him, not the hons you're iryiu' to ride, old fel *" and there by hangs a tale!" Ho lit another sheroot, and I Bays, "Mr. Grant, we're suffcrin' terribly down South; couldn't you nnd somo other woman send us down some tracts ?" "I will Bpcak to '*&ir. Stanton, and if he hasn't anything foV-ino to do in tho offico this afternoon I'll get some sognrs and take you Gut to ride." I was satisfied by tho above conversation, j that General Grant was u great man; I uttver had a man grate more on my feeling than ho i did: he is a man more qualified as a man than Anna Dickenson ever was . Not in the Same Boat.?It has generally heen supposed that tho orlg'iual Abolitionists sailed in. the same boat, but the folkowiug | report, of an . episode,, which oceurjjpd at the meeting of the Ant?-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 at this moment an oratorical lady in the audience, who gave her name as Mrs. Kemp claimed the floor, and insisted that she was 'up first' in such a determined manner that no one seemed to have the eonrage to- contradict her. Addressing Mr. Phillips she said: I observe that you are Bailing down tho 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 hare 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 you for captain. j "Mr. Phillips bowed. | "Mrs. Kemp?We want a bigger man than you. We want a better and more righteous man than yon. I "Mr. Phillips?Thank you, madam. "Mrs. Kemp?There is anothor boat, air? 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 continuo the colloquy, which howovor, was brought to an abrupt end by Mrs. E. Cady Stanton, who stepped forward and begun an address." The Wobkt or it.?? Do you want any berries, ma'am ?" said a poor little boy to a lady one day. The little follow was very shabbily clothed, and his feet were bare nnd travel-stained. In both hands he held up a tin pa;! full of ripo raspberries, which were prettily peeping out from amid the green leaves that lay lightly over them. Tho lady told him she would liko somo; nnd taking the pail from him, sho stepped in to the houso. He did not follow, but remain ed behind, whistliug, to some oamries hang ing in their cago in tho porch. "Why do you not como 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 he, "for you would get the reor$l of it, ma'aas " "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 exohange says, that Bcnj. F. Butler would spurn a one hundred thousand dollar bribe, as soon as he would a hogshead of silver spoons? Items. ~ ' " : Be BUre you*re tigW thin go iaheal ? joaug Indian girl, porfcotiy wild, was re contly purchased in Terra del Fuego? for* hag of bttseuHs. I A lady who wa? -Biartiod oat ot sleep by some one trying to enter, the ho^so, cried out, "Who is thero?" "Y??r/ttfe husband," wa* tho reply. A conscisnco-ptricken thief hi M&be, ro contly returned a bolt of cloth, on which was written: "Rum took it> sober brought it back." Tim Radicajs'cbiicted 'to tho testimony of Gen. Sherman being received,, for tbay ..kucw he would prove that Grant had advised the President to remove Stauton. The Northern papers condemn the managers for the treat ment of Gen. Sherman. ? \lt Choosing a wife is like dipping tho hand in* to n bag containing ninety-six snakesi and one cel. Ninety-nine to onr if you catch the sei. If Adam had asked Eve for a kiss,' could the latter without profanity, have replied/' don't caro, A-dam, if you do V The Radicals are getting afraid" of Butler. They believe that the o?nncock-eyed\-,eoundrel has been paid to wreck their craft. illB "Now that you are'on my side, I hope yon Will stick to mc," as the patient said' to. 'tho plaster." Reading only furnishes tho mind with ma terials of knowledge. 'Tis thinking makes what we read ours.?Loch:. Dr. Franklin used to fa'ay that rich widows are tho only pieco oi\ second-handgoods that ?sell at prime cost. A writer dwelling on the imports jkq of small things, says tliat "be always takes uote even of a straw, especially if there. bnppe.nAW/^1 he a sherry-cobbler ot one end." A sap headed boy wrote to;feis sweetheart, who hod slighted, him, that his brain watt , on fire, and received the following reply : "Blow ??it out.'''?5*3^^ I ' The lower house of the Ohio Legislaturo I has passed a measure disfranchising all per sons having a "visible admixture" of negro. We return our thanks (not ironically) to several torn and other cats for a screnado last I night. We presume it whs in honor of tho ratification of the Constitution. I The Prince of Wales is reported to be get I ting more in debt and out of funds. A silver wedding has been celebrated itt In d iana, much to the astonishment of the chitons I I of tiiat State of divorces. ? Garlotta has not entirely recovered her mind. I Her insanity now manifests itself in extreme I talkativeness, and a disposition to tell family secrets and scandalous stories to every stranger I she meets. ? In Atlanta they have a negro who ? gr^du- ? ally turning to a white man. s In this, District there arc several xrhitc men who have rapidly turned to negroes. If a Wisconsin farmer plants a row of trees along the road, he is exempted from working II on tho road. I! rv> f-i ' ' .' tUtsVlTto) The Nashville Gazette of the, 6th instant I says t'nat 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 following apology : "The editor is absent, the foreman I had the toothache, 'tho 'devil' is drunk,, and trying to drink lager beer out of a boot jack, tho press is out of ordor, and we ain't well our selves?so please excuse a poor paper this week." ; ... ,. . It is said that a company of capitalist is at present being organized in Now York with tho object in view of selecting and bringing to tins country from Spain and European capitals a magnificent ballet and opera combination troupe, selected with caro and great oxper*? for tho pur; >ose of introducing horc the Span ish Zarzuola or Comic Opera. "Papa, die a't you whip mo onco for biting little Tomy?" "Yes, my doar, you hurt jbiro. vory much.", ' Well, then, papa, you ought to whip sta ter's music master, too; ho bit cistor yesterday afternoon right on tho month, and I know it hurt her, because she put her arins around his neck, and tried to choke him." An Irishman being asked at tho 'dinner ta ble whether ho would take Bonio upplo pie, said : "L? it houlsome?" "To be sure it is j why do you auk that question V* "Because I once had an undo ihat wm jelli ed with apple plexy, and sure I thought K M something of tho same sort of dish."