The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1878-11-21
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| This is the title of new book, one of the
most readable and pleasantly interesting books
that has been published for many years.
1t is a story that takes one from the flower
! fields of Alabama, where we seem to drink
the fragrance, to the magical twilights of the
far North, where the falls of Minnehshs
! Laughing water gladden. nature; and from
the SHOWS of the grand old White Mountains
to the slope beyond the foothills, awsy to the
great ocean. There many beautiful
gimpses of the land we love, North and
South. 1t is pleasant story of pleasant peo-
pie, with little of the evil of human kind, q
tragedy, a great deal of nobility and broth
erhood 1t seeks to plant flowers on the graves
where sleep those we have lost:
"Under the blossoms, the blue;
Under the garlands, the gray.
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day
Love and tears for the blue,
Tears and love for the gray"
We are first given to look upon the love
that good, brave man evinced for frsil
sweet wife, that holds 1.-THE span of her short
life in her hand and sees to the end" This
spiritual woman has a noble mother and broth
er and a sweet sister, happy in her own little
family. There is another family around
which centers much of the interest of the
story-a mother and son and daughter, true
and noble in heart and mind as they are in
Southern element. The two young men are
fast friends after long association faithful each
to the other in promise and performance. In
the course of events these families meet, and
CAT eleven o'clock good nights were said and
two families we're one-the Northern heart
had absorbed the Southern heart, and the
gels bore the news to the ramparts of heaven,
while the sentinel at his post proclaimed, 1t
is well 20 After this there many beauti-
full DAYS and dreams and cruising in pleasant
waters. There are happy meetings and bitter
partings, where subtitle pain is hid beneath
a smile, and, too, where hearts ache and tears
flow.
Running through all the story is golden
thread of pathos, tender with pearly tears,
because of the fair, sweet loved one whom
death has taken by the hand and is slowly
leading away from the glad, bright life she
had planned; vet so beautiful to her is her
Journey that we only seem to see her going
home.
There is another death, where the soul goes
out in darkness tragedy, terrible in its re-
ality There is convicting clrcumstantisl
evidence that leaves no doubt in the minds of
the community to the identity of the muir
derer. The case is apparently hopeless and
the grief Of those who love him Is deep. At
this crisis comes the friend-almost brother
and labors uptiringly for him, until, amid the
profoundest silence, he said "lt your Honor
please, ana gentlemen OF the jury III We" OF
these facts, 1 move that my friend, your friend,
our Southern friend -----, be discharged
from custody" "Cheer upon cheer rent the
air, and the old courthouse was shaken 10 its
very foundation. Justice smiled serenely
upon this demonstration of approval, and the
recording angel echoed it in heaven" How
hckle is popular opinion A single stroke Of
the pen the utterance of one thrilling SEN
tence, may be sufficient to enroll a name on
the immortal page.
When frst issued the price of this book
was sI5o but, having had a large rue, it may
now be had for 81, sent by mail to S. l.
Ewing & Co, publishers, Louisville, Ky.