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-_??.-?-?--. - HOYT & OO.v Proprietors. ~ ANDERSON C. EL, S. C, THURSDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 13, 1873. VOLUME IX.?NO. 19, A SHOT FOR LITE. . Where the Kentucky river cuts its way through the mountains, having upon; either bank-bold, rugged cliffs, that lift their summi ts fixe hundred and a thousand feet, as the case. ni2y: U>e,' above stream,'. there lived in early, times a settler by the name of Rufus Branson, who with his wife a^d'little child, a charming young girl of some eight or nine years of age, occupied the rude cabin at the base of the prec? ipice a little back from the river. Although greatly exposed to danger, the In? dians at that time being very plentiful through? out-, the region, he managed to live quietly for several years. The Indians frequently visited the rude home of the hunter, and being always welcomed and provided with such food a^ was in the larder, they "maintained a friendly attitude. Especial? ly were they fond of the chi.'d Maggie, and more than .one fierce warrior had been seen sit? ting Outhecgrass iu front, of the-^abin, listen? ing-to. the pmldish prattle of the li'tie one, or else engaged in making her some toy or play? thing from willow twigs or pliant bark. In ibis mannet several years had been pass? ed,-and Rufus Branson came to feel as secure as though be was within the walls of a frontier fort. One evening Branson and his wife were seated near the doorway, when suddenly a sh&dovr fell across the threshold, and the next moment a tall savage, whose reeling step and bloodshot eyes told that he was intoxicated, sp-i peared, aud staggeriug to the log steps threw j himself upon them. His first demand was for i fire water, which was of course refused on the ?round there was none in the house. The In ian became cross and ugly, and declared with terrible oaths that if the liquor was not pro? duced he would murder the whole household. Branson was a brave, determined man, and although he dreaded the necessity, yet he saw he would be compelled to take prompt steps to prevent the savage from executing his threat. Waiting until the warrior had made a demon? stration, which he soon did by attempting to draw his tomahawk, Branson sprang at him, knocked him down with a blow of his fist, and then quietly disarmed and bound him where he lay. After a few moments of furious ravings and futile -efforts to free .himself, the savage rolled over and sank into a drunken sleep. He did not awake until the next morning, but be? fore' he did so the settler had quietly removed his bonds and restored .the weapons, which he laid by the sleeper's j side. The savage, on awakening, rose slowly to his feet, felt his wrists, as though the thongs had left a feeling there, took up his weapons and,~witbout speak? ing a wprd^ ieffcand disappeared in the timber near by. "What do you think ofthat?" asked the wife, turning to her husband with a frightened look. "Pshaw! Don't trouble your head about the drunken brute answered-the-settler, lightly ; but as heTturned -away -and stepped into- the door he muttered. "Like.it? Well, not much. The fellow must be watched. I was hopes that he would not have remembered, but that lump whore my fist' landed was enough, if nothing else, to recall the circumstances." The^Suoimer passed, and they, saw ?. thci r drunken guest no more. He failed to make his appearance. But as the leaves began to fall, the settler one day, while returning from hunting oil the hills, and passing through a dense piece of timber not far from the house, caught sight of a figure lurking in the bushes, but quickly disappeared when he advanced to where it was. The figure was that of, an Indian warrior, and Branson would have sworu that it was the Iu dian warrior whom he had knocked down and I bound the previous Spring. The news was not in any way comforting, aud hence he did not tell his wife of his discovery. . It would only alarm her, he thought, and without,..perhaps, auy good result. He aim ply' told her that he/had discoved bear tracks near by, and that she and the child must stay withiu or close to the house during his ab? sence. Several days afterwards, Rufus Branson heard his dogs in the timber down by the river, and'- knowing they never opened without good cause, he caught up his rifle and hastened where they were barking. They had struck a fresh bear trail, aud, as he arrived in sight, they fairly lifted it, going off in a straight line down the river. The chase led him several miles, and, when he at last got a shot that finished bruin's career he -found that it was three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Swinging his meat to a sapling, out of reach of cat or wolf, he started for home to get his horse and return and fetch it that night Taking a near cut, he approached the cabin from the western side, where the timber grew heavy up to within a few yards of the building, and consequently he could not see the clearing, ot what might be transpiring there, until he had passed through the wood. Thus it was that, when within a short dis? tance of his home, he beard a wild, piercing shriek; but he could only guess that somcthiug terrible must be taking place beyond the screen of bushes and leaves. Uttering a loud shout, that his presence might sooner be known, Branson sprang forward like a wounded buck, a great fear in his heart, for he had only too clearly recognized in that scream the agonized voice of his wife. It took but a moment for him to clear the in? tervening timber and undergrowth, and as he dashed out into the clearing, holding the rifle ready for instant use, he comprehended in one swift glance all that had taken place, and what j was further to fear. Near the end of the cabin, facing the j cliff, of which I have spoken, stood the | mother, her face as palid as death, her arms ' outstretched, her staring eyes fixed upon the frecipitous heights up wnich the figure of an ndian was struggling. "My child! my child !" was all the woman said, and Bransou saw that the bundle in the Indian's arm was the form of their only child, Maggie. Firm of heart, and with nerves as steady as the rocks around, the father for a moment quailed and cowered under what his quick senses told him the deadly peril of the little one. But he was quick to recover. The Indian was drawing away; step by step he was increasing the distance, ?nd as he occa? sionally glanced backward and downward, tbe parents saw in his hideously painted counte? nance the fell purpose that actuated the abduc? tor. "God aid me I" Branson muttered, as he raised his rifle, glancing through the sights, and touched the trigger. The Iudian started violently at the shot. He was hit but not bad;iy, and with a yell of devilish triumph he passed upward. "Too low by a couple of inches," said a low, calm voice at the settler's elbow. Branson started as though he himself had been shot. Where was this man from ? Who was he? Neither had seen him approach. But there was no time for explanations. The stranger, a man rather below than above ordi? nary height, whose Hno, athetic form was fully displayed by his closely fitting buckskin gar mants, stepped quickly forward a few paces, and firmly planted his left foot in advance, threw up an unusually long rifle, as though preparing to fire. 'Tor God's sake, stranger, be careful of my child!" cried Branson, while the agonized mother uttered an audible prayer. "It's your only chance. I know that Indian," was the quick reply, and the sharp click! click I of the hammer, as it was drawn back, told that the critical moment had come. By this time the Indian had nearly reached the summit of the steep. That he was wounded now became evident, as upon a broad ledge of rock he paused for a moment. Thi3 opportunity was seized by the unknown. Although the savage had taken the precaution to hold the child up in front of himself as a shield, cover? ing nearly the whole of his brawny chest, but leaving his head uncovered*, the stranger did not hesitate in making a shot. For one second, as it gained its position, the rifle wavered, and then instantly became as im? movable as though held in'a vise. With clasp? ed hands and staring eyes the parents watched the statute-like form upon which so much de? pended. Suddenly a 3harp report rang out; the white smoke drifted away, and as the vision became clearer, they saw the savage loose his hold upon the child, reel wildly an instant, and tnen pitch forward on the rocks. It may be imag? ined that the father was not long in reaching the ? place where his child lay, and in ? few moments more the little one was in its mother's arms. . "Tell us who you are, that we may know what name to mingle with our prayers," ex? claimed the mother, as the stranger prepared to depart. "My name is Daniel Boone," he said?and was gone. TraTeling Females. how one of them tormented a man. "M. Quad " of the Detroit Free Press, "took charge, of a lady" on a railroad car the other day, and thus details his woes: * Perhaps the man meant to do me a favor when he came up to me at the depot, with a spinster hugging hi3 arm, and wanted to kuow if I wouldn't take charge of her from Chicago to Detroit Many men think a railroad jour? ney is rendered really pleasant by the compan? ionship of an unprotected female. She insist? ed on counting her band-box and traveling bag as we got seated. She counted. There were just two. I counted and made no more nor less. Then .she wanted her parasol put into the rack, her shawl folded und her band? box counted again. I counted it. There was just exactly one band-box of it. As we got started she wauted to know if I was sure that we were on the right road to Detroit. I was. sure. Then she wanted her traveling bag counted. I counted it. By this time she wanted the window up, and asked me if it was not a hot day. I said it was. Then she felt her money and found it was safe, though s:he was sure thai; she had lost it. While counting it she related how Mrs. Graff, in going East five years ago, lost her purse and $3. She wound up the story by asking me if it wasn't a hot day. I said it was. Then she wanted the band-box counted, and I counted him. He was still one band-box. There was a pause of five minutes, and then she wanted a drink. I got it for her. Then she wanted to know if we were on the right road to Detroit. I assured her of the fact. The brakeman here called out the name of a station in such ?. distinct man? ner that the lady wanted me to go and see what the name really was. I went. It was Calumet. She wauted to know if I was sure that it was Calumet. I put my hand on my sacred heart and assured her that I would perish sooner than deceive her. By this time she wanted the traveling bag counted, and I counted her. She figured up as before. I had just finished count? ing when she wanted to know if I didn't think it was a hot day. I told her I did. We got along very well for the next half hour, as I got her to narrating a story of how she got lost in the woods eighteen years before; but as soon as she finished it she wanted to know if I was sure we were on the right road to Detroit. I told her I hoped to perish with the liars if we were not, and she was satisfied.. Then the par? asol fell down ; she wanted me to change a ten cent piece, and the window had to go down. When we got back to Marshall she wanted to know if the place wasn't named after court martial, and whether it was barely possible that the statiou was N,iles instead of Marshall. The band-box was counted, and he was just one. Then the window went up, and she asked me if, in my opinion, it wasn't a hot day. I replied that it was. Then she related a story about her uncle, and another about a young lady who had been dead several years. During the day I counted the band-box three hundred times; raised the window thirty times; said it was a hot day until my tongue was blistered ; arranged the parasol twenty-one times ; got her sixteen drinks of water; and inquired the names of thirteen stations. She said it was so nice to have a man in whom a stranger could place confidence, and I dared not reply for fear of bringing out another story. When we reached Detroit I counted the things three time* over, helped her off the cars, got a hack, directed her to a hotel and told her the name of the street, price, name of the landlord, head waiter, porter and cook ; assured her she was not robbed or rnurdured; that it had been a hot day; that Detroit had a population of 100,000; that the fall term of school had com? menced ; that all Detroit hack drivers were honest and obliging; that it was quite warm. Poor woman ! 1 hope the landlord didu't get out of patience with her artless ways. A Famous Telegraph Operator.?Among the victims of the fever at Shreveport, was Al? fred Saville, one of the best known and most accomplished telegraph operators in the coun? try, and attached to the command of General John H. Morgan during the late war, the story of whose practical and profitable jokes on the Federals enlivened the gloomy annals of those times. His feats on the enemy's wires, throw? ing large forces of Federal Rivalry off the scent, directing them to right and left, opening their lines for the dashing Morgan to sweep trhough in quest of men and horses, arc among the most romantic incidents of the war. Few have forgotten how, early in the game, he took possession of the wires between Nashville and a body of Federals operating in Southern Ken? tucky, giving peremptory orders not to send any moro troops, but plenty of provisions and am? munition, and how an old friend, then in charge at Nashville, detecting the peculiar touch of the fingering of the bogus operator, flashed back to him this good humored answer: "Get out, Saville, or I'll send the cavalry after you." Saville volunteered his services at Shreveport after every resident operator had been stricken down, and died at his post.?Ma con [pa.) Messenger. ? A Watorbury man has christened his daughter Glycerine. He says it will be easy to prefix "Nitro," if her temper resembles her mother's. Agricultural and Manufacturing Products. General N. P. Banks, of Massachusetts, de? livered a lecture recently on "The Systems of American Manufactures," in which he con? trasted "the industrial organizations of the North with that of the South. The Southern States were compensated for the lack of domes? tic manufactures by the production of the great staple, cotton. In 1310 the cotton crop was 100,000 bales; in 1860 it was 4,500,000. It was because the labor system of the South had been built on a wrong basis that she was not more prosperous and robust. The result of the late war would have long trembled in the balance had Southern industry been based upon the principles of the Northern system. The prin? ciples and processes of Lowell and his asso? ciates will never bo fully carried out until our raw material is manufactured on the ground where it is produced." Had our raw material been turned into fabrics at home and sold to the consumers in America aud exported abroad, says the Augusta Chronicle and Sentinel, there would not be much trembling in the balance about the re? sult of the war. The victory for the South would be permanent, but not more startling and decisive, so far as the engagements were concerned, than when Stonewall Jackson fell like a thunder-bolt upon "his same General Banks and General Shields and routed their arhfies in the Valley of Virginia. No, there woiild be no trembling, no doubt about the re? sult of the late contest had the South manu? factured as well as produced cotton. But it is encouraging to know that Gen. Banks expresses the opinion that the South will yet develop her greatest industries when the manufacturers of New England aud of the country locate here, where the greatest profits can be realized. On this subject of "Agricultural and Manu? facturing Profits," Hon. J. Proctor Knott, of Kentucky, has delivered a speech which deserves more than passing attention from the striking contrasts which he presents of the profits realized by the manufacturer in com? parison with the producer. The whole story is that the agricultural South and West have en? riched the manufacturing North. The important and reliable facts bearing on the question are the figures of the last census, which we iiud in the St. Louis Republican, and which we present here: "This census informs us that there were 5,922,471 persons engaged in agriculture in the United States, and 2,053, 993 engaged in manufacturing of all kinds; that the capital invested in agriculture, in? cluding the value of farms, farming imple? ments and livestock on hand, was $11,129,858, 765, and the total capital invested in manufac? turing was $2,118,2U8,796. It, will be noticed that tho number of persons engaged in manu? facturing is only about one-third the number engaged in agriculture, aud the manufacturing capital of the country is Jess than one-fifth its agricultural capital. But when we come to products and profits, the smaller interest goes far ahead of the larger ones. The total value of all farm productious, including betterments and additions to stock, was $2,447,538,75S, and the total value of the manufacturing product of the country was $4,232,325,442, the gross product of the smaller interest being nearly twice as great in value as the gross product of the larger one. If we divide the whole amount of agricultural capital by the total number of persons engaged in agriculture, we have au average of $1,87S to each, and if we divide the value of the gross product of agriculture by the total' number of persons engaged in that business, wc find that each persou thus engaged on an average of $1,878 capital produced $412 of gross values. By a similar computation we find that the average capital to each person engaged in manufacturing was $1,211, and that each person thus engagod on this average ainounc of capital produced $848. The labor and capital of a farmer, therefore, yielded less than half as much as the labor and capital of a manufacturer. The census figures do not tell us what the net profits of agriculture were, but it will not be claimed that they were over ten per cent, on the capital involved. Indeed, if we estimate a farm hand's labor at $15 per month and his board at $10 per month, both together costing $300 a year, and deduct this from the average annual product ($412) of each person engaged in agriculture, we have $112 as the farmer's average net profit on the labor of his hired hands?or only a little over 6 per cent, on his average capital of $1,878. The profits of the manufacturing capitalist are more easily and more accurately determined. Adding together the total amount paid for raw materials ($2,488,427,242) and the total amount paid in wages ($775,584,343), and deducting the sum ($3,264,011.585) from the gross manufac? turing product *(*4,232,325,442), we have $968, 313,857 as the net profit on a total manufac? turing capital of $2,118,208,796?or over forty five per cent. And it is this business, paying an average of 45 per cent, per annum, that is "protected" by Government at the expense of another business that pays only 6 per cent. "A very interesting phase of this subject is the large proportion of the manufacturing capitalist's profit in the average gross product of his employee. We have seen that the average gross product of the agricultural laborer is $412 on an average capital of $1,878, and that the estimated share of this which the agricultural employer gets is $117, and we have teen that the average net product of the manu? facturing laborer is $848 on an average capital of $1,211. Dividiug the total manufacturing wages paid ($776,684,343) by the total number of persons employed in manufacturing (2,053, ?96), we find the average annual wages per man. to be $378, and deducting this from the average gross product of each man's labor ($848), wc Lave $470 as the employer's share. Out of every $848 per annum earned by a manufac? turing laborer, the employer gets $470 and the laborer $378. This shows pretty clearly where the benefit of our 50 per cent, protective tariff goes to ; it does not go to the American labor? er; it is monopolized by the manufacturing capitalist." But we need not go abroad for comparisons or results where wc have the evidence at home before our eyes in the large jnrofits made by every factory in the South fSr the last sevcu years. Goon Advice.?In these times of business depression and consequent stringency in the money market, the financial situation can be improved if every one will pay promptly his little bills. The Philadelphia Ledger puts it in this way : "However small the amount, pay it at once ; the party to whom it is due may be waiting for it to enable him to make up tho | requisite amount to pay a much larger sum. j There is no estimating the good that may re- I suit from the payment of a single dollar. As ! often as once in a week every one incurring I little debts should overhaul his accounts and make special efforts to pay all, or as many of them as possible. No one should postpone , payment from mere indifference. Nothing | will so soon aud so effectually remedy the dilfi- | cultics experienced from want of currency as this, aud it is a remedy that will cost little of j effort and no inconvenience. On the contrary, I there will follow the liveliest satisfaction to all, j to those who pay :ts well as to those who re? ceive. Keader, look to it in your own case." Tho Thinking1 Fanner. The farmer who thinks as well as acts will be a successful one. An enlightened energy will work wonders, while labor without thought will be lucking in good results. On the farm there is much to be done. Great improvements can and should be made in every department of farm labor. This is an age of progress and improvement, and with a tendency to annual decrease in the average crop per acre in the older settled districts, it ia the duty of the practical farmer to avail himself of every modern appliance to increase his average crop. A series of experiments extending over a pe? riod of several years, usually forms a reliable basis upon which calculations can be made which open the way to successful results. It is folly in the extreme to till extensive fields and till them ill, yet it is no less a folly to shut our eyes and blindly follow a system of cultivation that might have been successful twenty years ago. The soil; the isothermal and hydrometrical condition of the atmosphere, by reason of the destruction of timber, may have effected great and marked changes. It is unwise to condemn the use of modern fertilizers without giving them a fair trial. We are apt to regard them as useless, and as? sert that clover and grass alone will restore the original fertility, or make rich what is now comparatively unproductive. If your land has been reduced by incessant cropping before you came into possession of it, is it possible that the expenditure of a small amount of cash cap? ital in procuring a limited amount of concen? trated fertilizers to give your cljver, grasses, or such crops as you design to plow under for manure, a vigorous growth, would be a wise investment of capital ? There is your almost barren field; and here is field for thought. It is true that as long as many of our so-called agricultural colleges pursue an aimless course when they should be conducting a series of practical experiments that would be of the greatest value, progress will be retarded. Some farmers are always finding fault with others because they are constantly trying expe? riments and endeavoring, single-handed, to work out some new agricultural problem. These thoughtful farmers are the salt of the earth. When agricultural associations are formed, they will always be found doing duty in the front ranks as officers and directors. The far? mer who distrusts all new methods of doing things, bars the wheels of progress, ignores thought and inquiry, and keeps the agriculture of the present in the ruts and grooves of the past. The Bible in Education. To the savage there is no past, no history, no arts, no science. His individual memory can not retain the facts that belong to a period an? terior to his fathers or his grandfathers, or that pass the narrow limits of his tribe, which transmit them by means of oral traditions. But a book may be the memory of the human race for thousands of centuries. With a book in our hands we may recall the lives of Moses, Homer, and Socrates, of Plato, Caesar and Con? fucius; we know their sayings and doings, and in the order iu which they took place. We have therefore lived in all ages and countries, and know those who were great, either for their deeds, thoughts or discoveries. And, indeed, the Almighty, as if he would show mankind the importance of tho written word, has given us the most ancient book in the world, the first book penned by men, the book par excellence? the Bible?which has come down to us through forty centuries, translatcdainto a hundred dif? ferent tongues, studied by all nations of the world, and uniting them in its course in the bonds of a common civilization. When the nascent sciences, after centuries of barbarism, widened the sphere of intellectual action over the whole world, the publishing of the Bible was the first effort of the infant press. The reading of the Bible laid the foundations of that popular education which has changed the face of those nations which possess it; and lastly, with the Bible in their hands, and moved by the Bible?the primitive book, and father of all other books?the English immi? grants crossed the Atlantic to establish in the north of our continent the most powerful sjtatcs in the world, because the most free, and those in which all, without distinction of age, sex or fortune, knew how to read all that the science, talent, genius, experience and observa? tion of all nations and ages have treasured up iu books. A complete course of education may be thus simply expressed; read what is written in order to understand what is known, and continue the work of civilization by add? ing the fruits of your own observation. The Party of the Future.?The New York World says : "It is an inevitable necessity that the whole body of opposition voters clus? ters around the Democracy; and it is of little consequence that would-be-lead^rs may choose to do or say to preserve their consistency. It stands to common sense that the three millions of Democratic voters must form the bulk of any successful opposition. They nceci only a few hundred thousand recruits to make them a majority. They will gain these recruits, not by capturing Republican leaders and journalists, who as last year's experience proves, can con? trol no votes, but by direct appeals to the peo? ple. If a successful new party were formed, tho Democracy would necessarily form nine tenths of it. They would be an overwhelming majority in every primary meeting, in every caucus, in every county convention, every State convention, ancl in the national convention for nominating a candidate for the Presidency. The people have too much penetration to at? tach any importance to a mere change of name, when a controlling majority of the new party would necessarily consist of Democrats. A change of name would be a mere skulking sham, which honest Democrats have too much self-respect to practice." ? Boys who disturb camp-meetings by cry? ing "Amen" in the wrong place, and remark? ing "Glory" with moro zeal than judgment, should read and ponder the fate of thirteen small boys in Kansas. These thirteen ill advised boys were guilty, so the story goes, of disturbing a Kansas camp-meeting by insisting upon shouting "Amen," when a very muscular preacher, who pr^ied himself on his voice, was singing a hymhT The preacher bore it for some time, but finally, oecoming filled with righteous wrath, he descended from the pulpit, and, never once interrupting his hymn, suc? cessively reversed and spanked the thirteen small boys. As his avenging hand descended and the dust of the small boys filled the air, tho rest of the congregation shouted in rap? ture and encouraged him with loud cries of "Go on, brother, go on." Then he returned to the pulpit, still singing, and those boys went half a mile away behind a haystack and laid down with their faces to the ground, weeping bitterly. ? Embezzlement is tho order of the day. A post office clerk in Illinois couldn't do better, and he ran away with two dollars' worth of stamps. ( Anecdotes of Public Men. george washington. One day, in a fit of abstraction, the juvenile George cut down Bushrod's favorite cherry tree with a hatchet. His purpose was to cut?and run. But the old gentleman came sailing round the corner of the barn just as the future Father of his Country had started on the re? treat. "Look here, sonny," thundered the stern old Virginian, "who cut that tree down ?" George reflected a moment. There wasn't another boy or another hatchet within fifteen miles. Besides, it occurred to him that to be virtuous is to be happy. Just as Washington senior turned to go in and get his horse whip, our little hero burst into tears, and, nestling among his father's coat-tails, exclaimed : "Fa? ther, I cannot tell a lie. It must have been a frost." "My son, my son," stammered Hie fond pa? rent, as he made a pass for his offspring, "when you get to be first in war and first in poacc, just cover your back pay into the Treasury, and the newspaper press will respect you!" abraham lincoln. Early in the war a party of distinguished gentlemen from New England called on Mr. Lincoln to urge the appointment of a certain Mr. Brown to the post of quartermaster. The President, who was amusing himself by split? ting portions of the staircase of the "White House into rails, received them cordially. They stated their errand in earnest but respectful tone, and calmly awaited his answer. Mr. Lincoln, drawing himself up to his full height, and clapping the spokesman of the party on the shoulder, began to tell a story about a dog fight he once saw in Kentucky. By-and-by it had gradually grown dark; sev? eral hours had passed away, and neither dog appeared to get killed or to gain any advan? tage over the other. One by one the party had dropped out. till the leader (who did not wish to disturb Mr. Lincoln's hold on his shoulder) was left alone, trying to conceal a yawn and to look interested. Suddenly Mr. Lincoln, with that peculiar smile on his countenance which Mr. Carpenter can talk about, but can't paiut, remarked, "By the way, my friend, I'm sorry for Brown, but I gave that appointment to the other man yesterday." daniel webstzr. The following anecdote of the great Massa? chusetts statesman has never before appeared in print: One day Clay, Webster, and Calhoun met upon the steps of the Capitol. Mr. Clay ven? tured to remark, in the most affable style; that it looked like rain. Calhoun looked wise, but said nothing. Evidently he took in the whole situation at a glance. It was a crisis for Web? ster. Carefully laying hig thumb behind the third brass button ot his blue coat, he gazed from out of those cavernous eyes and grandly uttered these prophetic words: "No, gentle? men, the American people will never forsake the Constitution. \\ e shall have fair weather." And so it vroxed.?Lippincolt's Magazine for November. John Wesley. It is estimated that 12,000,000 of the human race are taught weekly the lessons of religious experience wrought out in the active intellect of John Wesley; that no part of the known world has been unvisited by his disciples; that the tide of reform set in motion by his pure and lofty energy is still in the ascendant, is moving onward with ceaseless vigor, and shows no traces of decay. Wherever the Anglo Saxon race penetrates it is pursued and soft? ened by the influence of its unassuming saint. In Australia and South Africa, in America and the islands of the Pacific, the genius of Wesley is ever active. His schools and churches have belted the world with an illustrious chain. His writings have been translated into nearly all the languages of Europe, and are made familiar to tiic worshippers of Burmah aud of Budha. Since Luther no other man has exercised so wide, so benign an influence upon his race.? Nor is it unjust to assert that but for his Eng? lish successor the reformation of the German teacher would have lost much of its effective? ness, and might have sunk into an empty for? malism, at least in England, amidst the cor? rupting alliance of church and state. It was the aim of Wesley to withdraw religion from the control of the great and the powerful, of statesmen or of bishops, to make it the light and the solace of the workshop and the cottage, almshouse and jail; to diffuse its sacred teach? ings among the people, and preach, with saint? ly earnestness, the Gospel of the poor. As contrasted with all all other successful teachers of a faith, whether true or false, it is a striking trait of Wesley's triumph that he was never aided by the civil power; that his disciples have uever wielded the sword of per? secution, or gained any victories but those of peace. History, indeed, has no record of any other great religious movement, except the founding of Christianity; that was not perfect? ed in violence, and scaled with the blood of its opponents. The Greek Church was planted in Russia by the civil power; the Romish Church won its supremacy by bitter wars and endless cruelties. Bernard and Dominie en? forced their teachings by the sword; Luther and Calvin were often sustained by the arms of their adherents; the dark and wide-spread brotherhood of Loyola obtained its ascendency by arousing in every land the fiercest flames of religious persecution. But of the millions of devout believers who have lived and died in the simple faith of Wesley, not one has yielded to any sterner influence than the power of Di? vine love. As the vast wave of reform has swelled from the poor cottage at Epworth over England and America, over the Pacific and the Indian seas, it has never needed a Coustantine or a royal protector; has been governed in its holy victories by human hand. Five Bales oe Cotton on* One Acre.? Mr. Columbus Warthen, of Washington coun? ty, produced this year five bales of cotton on one acre of land. Home of tho staiks made as high as six hundred bolls. 0:ie replant stalk, planted on the 0th of June, was exhibited at Sandersville last week with four hundred and thirty-seven open bolls on it. The manure cost about $141. Sav the working, picking, etc., cost $34 more, in all $170. Tho five bales, at 13 cents?allowing that the bales averaged 500 lbs. ?would yield $320, or a net profit of $150.? Atlanta {Ga.) Constitution. ? A Virginian writes to a Richmond paper that he is opposed to the election of an un? married man for Governor; thr.t he would not vote for his own brother were ho a bachelor. That's the way to serve them. If a man is not willing to take charge of and support one woman, he does not deserve fo be a Governor or any kind of functionary. He ought not to be even allowed to vote. What docs a bache? lor know about anything? Tnc poor cuss ought to have a guardian appointed to look after and regulate him, till he finds a wife to take care of. him. All Sorts of Paragraphs. ? Delinquent subscribers should not permit their daughters to Wear this paper for a bustle. There being so nuch due on it, there is danger of their taking cold. ? If anybody sees a row of buttons coming' down street, let him preserve bis equilibrium and think not of supernatural agencies.? There's a woman behind theni. ? It has been found out by sad experience that fame is not an article that can be relied on. There is, in fact, nothing certain in this world but death, taxes and the newspaper. -,: ? In view of the existing monetary stringency, every true woman should endeavor this fall, by the grace and simplicity of her attire, to show that her husband has neither robbed a bank nor been the leader of a thieving ring. ? There is a gentleman out West who feels considerably taken down. He remarked !o his wife that it was lucky he didn't meet Miss -before he got married, and his wife un? feelingly put in her oar, "Yes, lucky for her." ? ft is now announced, on the authority.of that "eminent physician," that it is not consid? ered healthy to rise before eight o'clock in the morning. This applies only to men. Wives can rise at seven aud start tho fire, as hereto? fore. ? The King of Italy, writing to Bismarck, signs himself, "Your most affectionate cousin, Victor Emmanuel." The term cousin between kings and noblemen is merely a friendly style of address, like "aunty" and "uncle" among the Southern darkies. ? A lady writes that she wants music "with sentimental words that almost silently flow from a depth of concealed sorrow, revealing a sad heart's tenderest emotion in a tone that would melt au iceberg aud crumble adamant to dust." ? Mrs. E. Cady Stanton, at a Woman's Congress in New York, said that wherever girls have been admitted to educational privileges on an equality with boys, they have been found. superior to the boys. She was sorry for the boys, but then they have had their day. ? At a camp-meeting at Middletown, Lake county, Gal., a lady under great excitement, and while shouting and clapping her hands, declared she wanted to die then and there. Her wish was granted, for she almost instantly fell back and died in a few minutes. The ex--, citement was more than her delicate frame could bear. ? "Father; was Greeley elected ?" asked an unsophisticated twelve-year old of his Repub? lican sire. Starting up with astonishment the latter answered, "No ; why do yon ask such a foolish question ?" "Because,'' said the boy, "you said last fall if Greeley was elected there would be a panic, and everybody says there is a panic now, so I thought Greeley must be elected." ? The most extensive family wedding on record occurred the other day in Cincinnati. A widowed mother, three sons and two daugh? ters were all married at once. The cost of the rites was put at wholesale rates. It is observed sagely by a local newspaper that perhaps this is the commcuceraent of a system of domestic economy which will save many a sixpence for a rainy day. ? The other day, at a concert, a gentleman having put his hat upon a chair to keep n place returned to claim it after a short absence* The hat he found, sure enough, where it had been left, only there was a stout lady sitting oil it. "Madam," said he, "you are sitting on' my5 hat." The lady blushed a little, turned round, and said in the blandest manner, "Oh, I beg pardon. I'm sure I thought it was my hus? band's !" ? "You hev heern, gentlemen of the jury,'* eaid an eloquent advocate?"you hev heern the witness swar he saw the prisoner raise his guq; you hev heeru him swar he saw the flash and heerd the report; you hev heeru him swar he saw, the dog fall dead; you hev heern him swar he dug the bullet ou\ with his jacknife, and you hev seen the bullet produced in court j but whar, gentlemen, whar, I ask you, is the mix that saw that bullet hit that dog?" ? A clergyman informed his p2opls ?t the close of his sermon that he intended in a few [ days to go on a mission to the heathen. After the congregation' was 'dismissed, a number of the members waited for their pastor and crowding around him, expressed their as? tonishment at the new turn in his affairs, ask* ing him where he was going, and how long they would be deprived of his ministrations. He said to them, "My good friends, don't be alarmed?I am uot going out of town." The most difficult thing to do in the world is to collect money enough to build a great monu? ment. Look at the Washington monument at the national capital, which, by this time, ought to be at least a mile high. And forty-one years ago, they began to raise money in Massachu? setts to build "Pilgrim's Mouumeut," and not more than one-third of the necessary fund has been raised. And the chances are that, if you were to go to the man who has the money in charge and ask him for it, it would take him at least six months to recollect what he has done with it. ? We heard a good joke from Texas the other day, which was more amusing as it was told than we can make it in print. A planter had taken a great deal of pains in gathering two bales of cotton, and a drop of rain had never fallen on cither of them. They were of exactly the same grade, and without the slight? est difference in any respect. He carried them to Sherman. A cotton buyer sampled them both and offered the highest" market price for one bale, "but," said he to the planter, "the other bale looks a little stormy," The planter discerning the object of the buyer, exclaimed, "Why, that cottou has never "heard it thun? der I" The Western Corn and Ponx Crop. Tlic Chicago Commercial Review, of Friday publishes a table of replies received by a pro? vision house of that city from correspondents in Illinois, Iowa, Missouri, Kansas, Ohio, and Indiana, to inquiries in regard to the number of hogs likely to be sent to market from their sec ; tions, their present condition, probable time of marketing, and the condition of the corn crop* Of 97 points in Illinois ?S report a less num? ber of hogs than last year, 27 about the same number, and 12 more. The corn crop is uni? versally reported short in Illinois, from one third to one-half. Of 58 places in Iowa 27 re? port fewer hogs than last year, 20 about tbe same, and 11 more. The condition of the com crop they report about the same as in Illinois. Of 21 points in Indiana 11 report fewer hogs, 7 about the same number, and 3 more. The corn crop they report better in several ^places, but generally short. In Missouri 12 points re? port fewer hogs, S about the same number, and 3 more. The corn crop they report short one third to one-half. Ohio makes the best show? ing, 4 points reporting an increase in the num? ber of hogs, 15 about the same number, and 8 a decrease. The report of the corn crop shows it equal to that of last year. Except in, Illinois the condition of the hogs appears to be about the same as at the same time last year, but many points in Illinois report them not so far advanced.