Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1870-07-18


The little town of Paris, in this State
is to have an artesian we'll M
A convention of the citizens Of Me
Kenzie takes place next Friday to nomi
nate candidates for Chancellor, Circui
Court Judge and Attorney General.
The Pamela Miss Star of Saturda,
contains poem four columns long OF
the Power of the Press, written by Mrs
Virginia Frantz.
A negro who had cursed the clouds,
says Mississippi paper, was in few
minutes after struck by lightning on the
Dyson farm, in Pamela county
Two prisoners, one charged with mnr
der and the other with grand larceny
escaped from the Pamela miss. Jail last
week
Yesterday wise man went into his
kitchen to test the weather He hung a
thermometer on the pipe of steaming
kettle, and was convinced the air was
hot.
A critic in town calls "Auld Lang
Syne" a melancholy, drunken tune.
He must be brother to the sharp fellow
who said Hamlet was joyful, royster-
ing Dane"
If any one imagines the streets are
deserted, let him step around in front
of the Chancery Court Room, where the
Convention is holding its session, and he
will find lively place under the sun.
The ordinance prohibiting the sale OF
liquors on Sunday is an excellent thing
for the street-cars, which were yesterday
crowded with persons on their way to
saloons in the suburbs.
As usual at this season of the year
complaints are pouring in from all quar-
tiers that the cotton crop will be very
small one. Some complain of too much
rain, others of too much drouth, and
others of the boll-worm.
A charter has been granted to build a
line ofrailroad from Louisvillevia Union
City to Memphis. This road will be sixty
miles shorter than the presentroute, and
will he one of the links of the great
Southern Pacific road.
A man can get corned" nowadays
without drinking drop of whisky. All
he has to do is to eat dozen roasting
ears and drink a gallon of water and
molasses. He will soon be as tight
as drum or a major in the militia.
Bugs of all sizes and colors annoy the
reporter of the Avalanche. We recon-
mend him to whistle new tune, Shoe,
bug, don't bodder me" and he'll obtain
rest, Notwithstanding the old saying;
There is no rest for the wicked.
In the suburbs yesterday beer-gardens
were well filed with men, who we're well
filled with beer. Every glass added to
the heat Of the drinker, whose cheeks
glowed like furnace, and forehead
sparkled with large drops of hop-dew.
We are the most careful and economi-
cal people in the world. Our Nicolson
pavement cost few million dollars, and
we hire huge carts to sprinkle water over
the wooden blocks, that they may soon
rot, and give US the pleasure Of paying
for new ones.
Is the system of swearing in our courts
of law according to the Christian code of
morals? We say not; and it strikes us
as odd that no odd fellow has arisen to
demand reformation relative to oaths,
which are now taken as freely as cock
tails.
The ring for Bob Grindrod's tourna-
ment is made. 1t is large enough, and
well shaded by the trees in Humboldt
Park. No doubt there will be some good
riding and happy sport on the 18th.
The popular eye" would have hard
Job to concentrate itself on half the num-
Der of persons who are seeking Office
The practice (if it ever existed of the
Office seeking the man has no showing
here.
Young ladies and gentlemen were out
in buggies in large numbers outside the
city last evening. Riding on good roads
was quite pleasant. All the ladies look
ed remarkably interesting with their
wisps and waving ribbons.
The whole vegetable family were in
market on Saturday evening Green
Corn was somewhat yellow, and Squash
and Cucumber looked about the same;
while Tom A. To, Sem Lins, Mush Mel
on. 0. Kra and Dead Beets we're as
juicy as ever.
The death of Mr. Dickens has caused
the keepers Of serap-books to hunt up
old items concerning eminent journal
lists" and we now find stories in all our
exchanges of men who wrote for or were
in some way connected with newspap ers
since the invention of the art of print
ing 1t is nearly time to publish the list
of self-made men,"
The churches were pretty well cram
med with devotees yesterday. The red
heat of the sun had very little effect on
niatr as everr one nravad M nsnnl