The native Virginian. [volume] (Orange Court House, Va.) 1867-187?, 1869-08-27


If ever che case comes 10 fair trial,
possibly some retribution for military
misdeeds may be made evident. Mitch
ell is a man of clergy and determine
ton, and il there is any color of law for
assessing the General, he will cause it
to be displayed.
We received no Dispatch last Friday.
Men have died from much triflinger |
calamity than that.
Would it not be we'll for the Ndtiue,
published al Orange q. H., to give the
street and No. of office of publication
in the City of Orange, to facilitate coun-
try editors in getting "any article worth
reading which they may happen to
wri.e," before the august and over
worked editor of that mammoth sheet?
- Clarke Courier
Yes, but we really haven't time to
give the desired information-too busy
receiving money from subscribers who
never pay.
BALL IN HONOR OF THE PREss.-The
Staunton Spectator states that it is the
purpose of Messrs. Peyton & Co., of the
Greenbrier White Sulphur Springs, to
give grand and imposing masked and
fancy ball in honor of the press. The
members ofthe spress throughout the
country will be invited to attend. The
Spectator is assured by Messrs Peyton
& Co., that it will excel any ball which
has yet been given at the springs.
We go, on one condition-.hat Bra
dy and Hewitt are there.
ANOTHER GREAT GIFT.-The munifi-
cence of Mr.. Peabody has found an hon
| orable rivalry IN the act of nianufac-
turer of Birmingham, England, Mr..
Josiah Mason, who has just delivered to
the trustees the property and endow-
ments of his splendid pile of alms1otises
and orphanage at Erdington' The a.
mount of money expended in this hen
efaction is no less than t260.O00, being
equal to the donation of Mr.. Peabody to
the London poor
Editors get the "almshouses," with
out the 'splendid pile" Nobody ever
gives them anything but diseased yege-
table growths.
The Baltimore Commercial concludes
an article in these words.
Whatever one may think of the theo-
ry-whether or not John Chinamar
comes nearer being the genuine repre-
sentative of Adams not for us to say
But the migration to this country of thu
Chinese, and the mixing and minglins
with both the Caucasian and Negr,
races is very likely to start new race
the color of which promises to be some
thing Of the 'swhite, red and blue" thai
the flag of our country now perhaps
typilies,
T We dare say-white eyes, red noses
blue abdomens and black hearts.
Here is Landor's parody on Words
worth,-madc because W., "spoke dis.
respectfully" of Southey's poetry.
at met d little boy on the canal.
, And he was singing blithely fal-de-ral,
Now Heaven has placed it high mid hu
To talk with eif-lock girls and ragged boys
"a motherq" "she was yesterday a bride,
"A brother?" zone too many" ANY sis
J '"she's dead; I, never till you named her
At these hes e.. quick answers, as was meet
And tapped the shoulder ofthe clever child.
. This, if we be not in error, is a eli
from The Statesman.
The course of the dominant party i
2 the North to the Southern people sine
e the war has been 5aser ahd more fiend
ish than the war itself. Unjustifiabl
as the war was, it was at least redeeme
: by semblance OF courage, a.thoug
t displayed on side which had the odd
) in it's favor of only five to one. Blu
there has been no one redee ming quail
, ty in the conduct of affairs since tn
war terminated. 1t has been pure dew
ilism, and nothing else, and will TAX
its place in the records of human cruel
ty by the side of the Inquisition, and o
the atrocities perpetrated by American
savages upon their captives.
; And yet we have heard one of tn
: ablest lawy ers in Lynchburg declar
: that the Southern people did not know
what oppression was.
Here is neat little thing in the an
ecdote line, isn't it.
A steamboat captain on one of tn
lakes was recently feeling his wa,
, along in the dark, when the lookou
ahead cried out, SCHOONER without
light" II was narrow escape, and a
the steamer passed the schooner, tn
captain demanded: "What are you do
ing with your internal schooner here il
the dark without light?" To his dis
may, the skipper, who was a French
man, answered, swat re diable you d.
here viz your ole steamboat in thre
; feet of water, eh ?" and just then th
steamer landed high and dry on sanc
hank