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SATURDAY MORNIf G, MAY 23. 1868.
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District Democratic Ticket
FOR SHERIFF,
J. WILLIAM H. DUKES.
' JUDOS OF PROBATE,
JOSEPH II. MORGAN.
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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.
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BY MARY KYLE DALLAS.
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??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.
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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."