The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1876-04-06
FROM LOUISIANA.


immediate and extensive mitigation of th'
lis Of lilu--sO many be fed ANA clotle'
who urG now hungry AMI rNIHed--s'
many have light and lnppy hearts instead
of sad and heavy ones-1tlnt til lusrnds o
benefited mortals would rise ut once ant
bless my name. My philanthropy con
sIstS in tciShing health and happiness to nj
mankind. and IL the will Is to be taken IOI
the deed, why should ! not be praised n
loudly us these nbOminable millionaire,
who hug their earthly treasures Will,
%"cOuntleSs thousands mourll.' aud live iol
sell until inevitable death StarrS them III
the face. and then with Il guSh of charity
they endow some institution, or help some
public enterprise, rs II to redeem then
character for narrOwncss ofIleart 4? Plague
take nan who becomes liberal when Ac
knows his wealth can no longer do him
any good! And plague take these storm,
and Hoods of charity Give me the rem
tie sl0 wcrs. that come often and Just in
time of need!
Yes, ] am Il most unseliiSh man. and al
ways feel sad when all my friends cannot
enjoy what ] enjoy, and hence am sad.
and when | am sad | cannot write any
thing OF interest. Here | am in the midst
Of all the glOries Of Spring. An almost
clOudlcss sky Of Italian hue; tbut | have
never been to Italy,; bright and genial
sunshine; refreshing brceZes from the
gull that Is only Il few miles away orange
trees, live oaks, magnolias, and other
trees, clad IN regal splendor;-all these
beauties thrill me, and would inspire my
pen were it not that ! sigh for the Home
journal readers 10 he here and enjoy them
with me. | cannot be exclusive, but am
c%mincntly social by nature, and cultivate
the social feelings more aSSiduOuSly than
| ever cultivated the earth. | cannot be
scliiSh-cOuld Ecycr take adrink OF spark
ling wine, or anything stronger, by my
self. Hence it was that Il bottle OF Mont
gomrry d Fanning's best, and one Of Err.
by Thomas splendid tIIrce-yrar old, and
one from Col. Doc. Ambrose. of Nashville,
all remained untouched in my satchel I'M
til | met Wade, of the Milan Exchange =.
lie Is :he nan who said in his paper the
other day "SlatLcr, of the inchCstrr
Home journal, must be dangerously i'll.
lie has had a bottle of three-year-Old
whisky for several days. and has not yet
broken the seal. 1t could never have re-
manned that long in his possession under
any other condition. Colonel, send it to
Tom, Neal.'
Your attention now, as Andrew John
SOU NblllN say Ilblil ANlNllN I i NNlll w
Milan, where | had to "lay over" fora few
hours, and right glad of it was my heart,
tor Major 0. ii. IlalstrOm and Wade both
live there, and a man who could not for
get all the cares OF life and be happy in
their company, must he an irrcdeemable
a%nchOritc indeed. They are men who
move through life 'as Il band of music
moves down the street, tlin2ing out pleas
ure on every side, through the air to eve
ry one far and near who can LISTEN; who
fill their acts with kindness as orchards in
October days fill the air with the perfume
of ripe fruit. They are good men, and
honest as - d.. Murretl, of Winchester
Bat this has nothing to do with the sealed
bottles, but sealed now, nevermore. Wade
concluded to 80 with me to New Orleans.
His sweet wife, he says, made him 90
told him it would Improve him to cult
vate good cOmpany-that he might never
have SO good an opportunity again to be
benefited. The truth and force of this
logic was apparent to Made, OF course,
but | uoticed no melting tenderness ofhiS
stubborn heart, ~ relaxation of his iron
will, un.il he saw that We had not broken
the seals of our bottles. And then he
melted lie has lots of melt in him. And
he relaxed, and soon we two were en- route
y ~ , nn.!, Wv mr. N"I,
LbWTp'" o'S9 T' ~ fonisinna and wa
" hI,o. IT, -, W. i,1i hn "a -" W.
Wv "'I ~ ",htp ,Ga amr mr,,
pnouH w ."a, ~ twnG Ea"J ""U'o
~ nuSs 'I',oo,,o iI' ru : ""n'pfI
io.csI' vi Wv s'',, u' 81. hit 81 ""o",
a moia,w""'g ~, ~ ,hn noa, tin,i ,'nn, a oh"v
aud valleys and sparkling waters OF Frank
i'n County VIZ" Nv n"' ST. "v"uu w
uoo "luE" ioi ~" - ue'ii . nn' m"r 'IIe
was iu"-oi h'.ius an - way Nv
ashcu no looi'sn duest'ons vi ,'' .oauuu-
t'r, such as nav arc W. n'oPit"S
lor! ~" i"l ~ NV O,ic"nS.
I"heh VIII we Get 10 Iiec'ty ~ mere
We pIc"Ni",I VI uino au1 nc, nI
= : 80 ,n,s nnrn,rnod tHTnt
sup aI-so lar Us ne was conceIheu Ina'
was "PParchV' Ase' We "ele ""Piv'
anus
" But pleasures are like popplcs spread
You seize the floW'r, It's bloom Is shed;
Or like the snow fails In the river,
A moment white-tllcn meltS forever"
Before we reached New Orleans Wade
was low in spirits. There was a glance
melancholy in his lack-lustre eve. He
seemed to be brooding over departed joys.
He was not the Wade | started with from
Milan. lie seemed TO be wanting-was
incoherent in his talk, and appeared i'm
patient because [ did not see the allira-
tors and turtles he saw, and actually called
me a blockhead when / told him | saw
nothing but some black chunks, and when
| vowed there were not ten telegraph
wires. but only five. running along the
railroad, he became furious. This unac-
countable demeanor on the part of Wade
| submit to the consideration of Col. Tom
Neal, of the Dyersburg Gazette, the gen
tleman to whom Wade wanted me to turn