Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1872-12-22
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We are gratified to learn that a debat-
ing society in Germantown, after dis
cussing the question, "Is the American
form Of government better than the
British fOTm?" has decided it in the af-
firmative. For long time we have Sc
rious doubts about the propriety of our
Government and we had nearly come
to the conclusion to break it up and
abolish it, and smutch out the reputa-
ton of those Revolutionary humbugs
who fixed the thing up, and to start in
fresh with monarchy, with Mrs. An
thoRy or Mrs. Stanton or Miss Theodore
TiltOn as queen. But since the German
town debating society has determines
that things are better in their present
shape, we have changed our mind. Per
haps future generations will never suf-
ticiently appreciate the services. Of that
society in Warding off serious disaster.
Just as likely as not they will go on en-
Toying the blessings of Republicanism
without ever once thinking that the so
ciety made it impossible for any future
! tyrant to fix an iron heel on his boot for
the purpose of trampling on ourliberties.
1t is, however, a serious matter for con-
sideratiOn what England will think
when the news reaches her by cable.
When we reflect that she may declare
war, and that in such an event most of
the members of the Germantown society
viii inevitably enlist in the militia in
order to avoid splitting human blood, we
are not so certain whether this impor-
tant decision is prudent, even if it is
just.
AN AFFECTING SONG.
The young African brought to this
country by Mr.. Stanley is said to have
an excellent ear for music. He spends
much of his time singing a tender song
which calls up rec0llections ofhis home
The refrain is:
StriIiklyaya ambobodoyou
MatatafaI allalegont lihbulu
Trallalittitl bullgullOn mOOtOc.
The affecting language Of the song
will probably secure its immediate in
PRODUCTION to American society. There
is pathos about it which, when the
song is sung, would, we think, fill the
heart with the deepest emotion, and
prevent the possibility Ofthere being a
dry eye within g mile and a half
Strange the power that music has to
move the human soul! Equally strange
is the power it has to move the human
body. If we heard that wild, unearthly
strain often we are positively certain
that we should feel an OverpOwering
longing to take the first hOrse-car that
passed, and 90 away somewhere into
some secluded spot from which the At
rican is excluded by law, and where
musical performances are punished with
the death penalty.
DANGEROUS EXPERIMENT.
When CampbelTs chimney became
foul, the other day, somebody advised
him to fire his gun up the flue for the
purpose of lOOseDiag the SCOT. Campbell
did so; but unfortunately, he selected
for the operation the very moment when
his oldest boy happend to be sitting up
there on the top of the chimney, flying
his kite. The boy knew immediately
that somebody had fired gun, and he
did not wait to pull in his kite or 10
make extended inquiries as to the iden
tity of the person who performed the
act. He seemed to be animated by an
irresistible propensity to leave that spot
at once. So he suddenly slid down the
roof to the shed, and thence TO the
ground. When he was put to bed be
appeared to want TO lie more over or
his face than his back; and the Doctor
MlEEil lit DllkA AEllAOh GU AAe-A VI
a pound of shot from the little sufferers
flesh. remarked to Mr.. Campbell that il
the child preferred TO stand up for few
weeks, while eating his meals and
STUDYING his lessons, il would be injudi-
cious to offer any objection.
A GRACEFUL COMPLIMENT.
An editor ola Western paper who was
in the army was pleased to find, the
other day, in the columns of a rival
sheet, the following graceful and pa
thetic allusiOn to the results of his mill
tary career. The rival editor, it viii be
observed, is endeavoring to speak calm
ly, so that his eulogy may not seem to
have been inspired by enthusiastic per-
sonal admiration. He observes:
"He is a murderous two-legged hyena,
every coarse fiDTe of whose vile carcass
is saturated with gore, and his jaws drip
ping with crimson roth, reeking with
the blood Of fellow-beings sacrificed to
the accused MOlOch of hellish ambition,
fanaticism, and hate"
The military man has not yet been
heard from. 1t is supposed that he will
move on the enemy works with how
itzer, or a blunderbuss, or something,
and endeavOr to blow out few of his
rivals ribs and other framework. We
feel more exalted admiration for our
profession when we observe u e grace |
fulness with which these little cOurte-
sizes are interchanged by editors.
WITH his SPURS ON.
When our friend Blot was in Texas
he stayed at 8 hotel one night, and was |
much annoyed by something singing |
his legs. Upon awaking in the morn |
ing he found those limbs covered with |
small missions, from which the blood |
flowed freely. Blot went down and |
made an awful fuss to the landlord |
about the ferOcity of the bugs in his |
house; aud, when the landland indig |
nantly denied that such insects existed |
in his establishment, Blot marched him |
up stairs to see for himself Upon turn |
ing dawn the covers it was found that |
the gentleman with whom Blot had |
slept had forgotten to remove his spurs, |
and was even then kicking wildly in |
his sleep. After that Blot, while in |
Texas, always slept with each leg in a
pump log.
TOUCHING LAST WORDS.
When old Mrs. Maxwell died, her
family and friends gathered at her bed
side in terrible anguish, weeping and /
Her niece stood by her and |
held her hand, and as the lamp Of life
before it was finally extinguish-
ed, she said to her: "Is there anything /
that we can do to make your dying
moments happier? Have you any an
fulfilled. wish, any cherished design,
which we can carry out? Shall we DO
for you when you are gomez"
Mrs. Maxwell turned her face toward
her niece, and with q faltering voice,
said: "Mariar, don't give none Of them
preserved plums to William Henry.
They always disregreed with his stOm-
ach." Then her freed spirit took its eter-
nal fight.
1.-THE AMERICAN CONFLICT
The american Conflict, written by
Horace Greeley, was published by o. d
Case & Co., who were compelled, 49,
he first volumewas in type, to keep press
IS running night aud day to supply the