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The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
To Gentlemen.

Is it not time that the effort should
be made to branish from the conyersa-
tion of men who respect themselves
that fearfnl habit of using profane
words, which has almost, if the idea is
too horrible for expression, made it
self a national characteristic? / think
that in England there has been great
reform made in this respect; thai
among the higher closes the old ways
of evil language have been materially
changed. aud the social atmosphere
purified OF at least so much that WAS
deplorable. Cannot the gentlemen OF
American society quietly. by individual,
not associated action, break the fetters
of a way or a habit, which is nothing
bat evil? Aud if they herald the way,
the influence on all others may be such
as that out of the depths of its de-
gradation American speech may be-
come clear and such sf meu may, ir
calm moments, think of it without hor'
or. / commend the suggestion to the
quiet Thoughts of the wellbred men who
desire to fill the complete standard OF
a gentlemen in all things. The wrong
is to>day simpl y frightful, and the
remedy is before all of us.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
What Allied the Dog.

A very indignant 'mau leading dog
stalked into Uncle Eph's house yester
dav aud said:
"Eoh, you black rascal. here's yonr
dog: give me back the three dollars |
paid vou for it,"
"What's de mattsh wild de dawg,
asked Eph, calm aud unrnfh ID.
"You warranted it to huut chickens,
didn't you?'
"An' don't 'e?" asked Eph.
"No. lie isn't worth cuss ut il.
"Dil YOU try de- dawg?" said Eph.
taking his plpa from his mouth and
knocking the ashes from it.
Certainly L did. and he's a first
class frand."
"How war de- chickens cooked?"
"Clmked"
"Yas, was dey biled?'
"Of course not
"Did you roas' dcm?'
"Why, you old idiot, they were alive
prairie ohickens."
dat 'splains it." said Eph.s Il
.honght dar WAS suffia' wrong. You
i'st cook de chickens an glb de dawg
half n chance an see how he'll hunt
for dem. Folks 'spect too much. he
added. as the gentleman kicked the
dog into tho corner and rushed out.
"d.y 'spects too much from the cnllud
people. Eff dat man was fool 'nuff to
spec. dat he war gwine to git dawg
for free dollars dat wonld hunt live
chickens he was fool 'nutf to bleeb dat
we's squar in the middle oh de milleen>
yum, and everybody knows how big a
fool dat am"
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
Chat be the Wayslde.

No man in the world can do meaner
thing tnan the man who does it cons
scientlouslv. A man who is 80 fearfully
good that he feels it a duty to condemn
everybody who does not think inst as
he does and glibly quotes Scripture to
back up his position Is harder to get on
with than a man who has a chrome
rheumatism aud is out of sorts all.the
time. In St. Louis the other day
some of the Biptists united with the
Hebrews in a joint servica. The Jew
was not hurt bp shaking hands with a
Christian. and the Christian was not
deeply injured by sitting at the side of
an honest jew. 1t was too good an op
portunIty, however. to be lost. and DR.
Yeamau took the whole of the New
Testament and threw it at the heads of
the offenders. While declaring they
had forfeited their right to he called
Christians he forgot that love of ones
neighbor is the second corner stone of
Christianity. This lighting over q worl
until the thing it means is forgotten,
quarrelling over a nut shell till the
maat becomes rancid. is custom
more honored in the breach than in
the observance. II the church has no
better work to do than to sit aud snarl
at every pilgrim who deesn't wear it's
own colors. no higher mission than to
growl when some man passes by our
scat and goes into another, then we
have mistaken it's aim The best way
in which to make men believe in Chris
tanity is to show that it grows better
fruit than any other tIee. Sour apples.
by whatever uame called, are still only
sour apples.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
The Pioneer Racket.

I "Yess gentlemen, said seedy look
ing customer with q long beard, who
had rHsg in on party of tourists in the
Baldwin barroom, the other evening.
Il was the first white Amaricnn who
ever set foot on. the site of San Frah-
CISCO. Many's the night I've roasted
bearsteak for supper. and slept with the
sand for blanket. right where this hos
tel now stands. 1 owned the entire
country clear down to San Jose, and /
traded the whole business one day for
ten pounds of tobacco"
tFivespounds!' put in the barkeeper,
sternly.
II guess | know how mauy pounds. >
said thesoldeet inhabitant, somewhat
abasheds
lyon said five pounds last night. y
retortad the barkeeper; land I've told
you nore'n fifty times that, if yon iu-
tend to work the picfeer racket il this
bar, you mnst stick to the same story.
If You don't I'll let Joe Barker work
the hoise instead, you hear me?"
And the relic OF the good old Argn
nautic days drifted sadly off to the
counter.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
Honest Heads,

Are they not as essential as honest
hearts? The prejudice against brains
is very foolish one. The emphasis
the scriptures give the moral element
in that composite, generic, aIl-com-
passing somewhat called faith. has been
the occasion of no little twaddle, in
ard ont of the pulpit. respecting the re-
lative importance of head and heart.
In true wisdom, they are coordinate.
They work. well abreast, or tandem.
In the latter case, let the head GO
ahead Ball and powder constitute the
load that does execution; thought car
ried by the impulsive power of seuti-
ment But our object was to note the
trick by which the newspaper editors
allow advertisers in their columns to se-
cure the reading of their unscrupnlous
statements touching the value of their
wares. nestrums. etc. Jnst where we
are looking for items of literary inter
est. we come upon some appetizing in,
PRODUCTION rs il gem OF knowledge is
offered, and we are suddenly let down
bv commandation of patent some.
thing. That is annoying. and no one
has right thus to trihe. Directness Is
the best.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
The Good Scholar.

Dean Stanley says: "Two things to-
Qether are the very model of good
scholar. First you must listen. You
must bear; you must be silent; you
must be attentive. We can never hope
to gain real wisdom or knowledge un-
less we are willing to be taught; unless
we look snt for instruction, unless we
fix our minds. He who is always with>
out listening tn what Others says; he
who is always asking questions without
waiting for an answer; he who allows
his mind to wander from one thing to
another: he who thinks he is wiser than
his teachers and cleverer than his com-
pan,ans; he who does not look up TO
what is above himself. whether old Or
Young. is not learning as Christ learn.
We must also be askers of questions. "
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
A sfory of Steel Pens.

Few persons who use steel pens on
which IL stamped "Gill ott" have al ?
idea OF the story OF suffering, of indoT-
liable pinck and persistence, which be-
loug TO the placing OF that name on
that article.
A long depression of trade in Eng
land threw thousands Of Sheffield me
chanics out OF work, among them
Joseph elliott, then twenty one yeara
Of age.
He left the city with but shilling ia
his pocket. Reaching Birmingham,
he went into an old inn and sat down
upon wooden settle in the tap-roor.
His last penny was spent for a roll. DC
was weak. hungry and i'll. He had nof
friend in Birmingham, and there whs
little chance that he would find work.
In his dependency he was tempted to
give up, and turn beggar Or tramp
Then q sudden fiery energy seized HIM.
He brought his fist down on the table,
declaring to himself that he would try
and trnst in God, come what would.
He found work that day in making
belt buckles. which were then fash"
ionabIe.
As soon as he had saved a pound O.
two he hired garret in Broad street,
and there carried ON work for himself,
bringing his taste and knowledge o.
tools into constant use, even wheL
working at hand made goods. This
was the secret of Gillott's succesa.
Other workmeu drHdged on passively
in the old ruts. He was wide awakr,
eager to improve his work, or to shor;
en- the way Of working.
He fell in love with pretty and ser-
sible girl named Mitchell. who, viii
her brothers, was making steel perF.
Zach pen was then clipped, punchei
and polished by hand. aud pens were
sold consequently at enormously hiG
prices.
elliott ut once brought his skill il
tools to bear on the matter, and 500.
invented a machine which turned ths
points ont by thousands, in the tim
that man would require to make on.
He married Miss Mitchell, aud the
carried on the manufacture together fCr
years.
On the morning of his marriage th,
industrious young workman made T.
gross Of pens, and sold them foi thirty
six dollars, to pay the wedding feet
In his old age. having reaped an enor
nous fortune by his shrewness. honest
aud industry Mr., elliott went agai
to the old inn. bought the settle, an;
had the square on which he sat tbnt
night sawed out and made into chair.
which he left as an heirloom to hIs
family, to remind them Of the secret {,
his success.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
Glory to God.

Let the glad anthem ascend upon the
mists of the morning.
Write it across the high zenith in let
ters outstanding the MONDAY sun.
Like sweet incense. let 1t rise amid
the dews of the evening.
In labor and rest; amid success aud
disappointment; joy and sorrow; in
strength and in weakness; iu gain and
in loss, give God the glory.
In life. ia death, aud through eterni-
ty, if "Glory to Godi' be the burden
Of thy song, thou art filling thy high
destiny.
Write it all over thy life. iu every
thonght, word and deed. deeming thy>
self honored in setting gems in, the
crown for the Lord of lords and King:
of kings.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
A Fish Story.

A fishmouger caught little Johnny
Roach stealing fish from his stall, aud
Thus he spake in bass voice: 81 We
shad-owed you for some time. have
noticed you perch-ed on the corner. and
have been a good-e eel worried about you.
sonny. l might pardon your of>fsh
ous way Of hooking if you we're really
in want, for, by cod, l love to sucker
the needy; but rs you have smelt
around here sole-ly to indulge in yonr
taking ways, l shall always be pleased
to know had-dock- -casion to make you
STIR. John (ple,se read this sturgeon).
When the fisb-man got through With
John he looked like shrimp. To be
continued, if we do not go in-seine dur
irg the week.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
To Morrow.

"I will plough my field to morrow,
said Jeanne t; Il must not lose any
time, as the season is. advancing; aud
if I neglect to cultivate my field l viii
have no wheat, and as consequence
no bread"
To morrow arrived Jeannot was NJ
by daylight and:was about going out to
get his plough, when one of his friends
came to invite him to family festival.
Jeannot hesitated at first; but on re
tiecting little he said: IA day sooner
ar later makes no difference for n
business, while day of pleasure onc9
lost is always lost He went to the
festival of his friend.
The next day he was obliged to rest
himself, because he had eaten little
too much, and drank a little too much,
aud had a headache, ITO morrow !
will make up for this" said he t.
himself.
Tomorrow came; it rained. Jean
not, to his great grief, WAS unable g.
go out all day.
: Tha following day it was f1s. AMI
Jeannot felt himself full of courage;
bit unfortunately his horse was sick
in his turn. Jeaunot cursed the poor
beast.
The following day was holiday. and
he could not, of course, work. A new
week commenced, aud in a week =
geat deal of work may be done.
He began by going to fair in tha
he had never failed 10
attend it; it was the finest fair held
within ten miles. He went afterward.
to the christening of child of one OF
his nearest relatious; aud afterwards
to a burial; in short, he had so many
things to occupy him, that when he be-
began plough his field the season of
sowing was past; thus he han nothing
to reap.
When you have anything to do, do
it at once; for if you are master OF the
present, you are not so of the future.
aud he who always puts off his business
till to- morrow runs great risk OF never
being able to flush anything.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
1iferargy.


The Prince Imperiars Death.
Walleth woman, "Oh! my God"
A breaking heart in broken breath
A hopeless cry DER her hesrt-hope's death!
Can words catch the chords OF the winds
that wall,
When loye's last lily lies dead in the vale?
Let her alone,
Under the rod
With the infinite moan
OF her soul for God.
All! song! you may echo the sound of pain,
But You never may shrine
In verse or line,
The pang OF the heart that breaks in twain.
Waileth a woman-Oh my God.
Wind driven waves with no tears that
ache,
Why do your passionate pulses throb?
No lips that speak-have we souls that
sob?
We carry the cross--ye wear the crest.
We have our God---anL We, your shore,
Whittier We rash ia the storm to rest;
We have the havens of holy PRAYER
And we have a Hope-have ye despair?
For storm rocked waves ye break ever
more,
Adown The shores and long the year,
In tie whitast form of the saidest tears,
And we, as We, OIL waves, gray waves!
Drift over a sea more deep and wide,
For we have sorrow and we have death,
And We have only the tempests breath,
But we have God when heart oppressed,
Asa calm and beautiful shore to rest.
Oh waves, sad waves! how YOU flowed be-
tween
The crownless Prince and the exiled Queen!
Waieth q woman--Oh! my God,
Her hopes are withered-her heart IL
crushed,
For the Love of her love is cold ana dead,
The Joy of her Joy hath forever fled;
A starless and pitiless night hath rushed
On the Light Of her hfe-and far away
In an Afric wild hes her poor dead child,
Lies the heart of her heartfelt her alone
Under the rod
With her infinite moan,
Oh! my God!
lie was beautiful, pure and brave,
The brightest grace
OF a roval race
Only his throne is but a grave.
Is there fate in flames?
l. there doom in names?
Al. what did the cruel Zllu spears
Care for The Prince or his mothers tears?
What did the Zulu/s ruthless lance
Care for the Hope Of the future France?
Crieth the Empress-"Oh! my son."
lie wa her own and only one,
She had nothing to give him but her love,
Twas kingdom enough on earth-above
She gave him an infuiie faith in God.
Let ler cry her cry
Over her own and only one,
All the glory is gone-is gone,
IHto her broken>hearted sigh,
Moaneth 4 mother-"Ohl my SOM"
And who can sound that depth of Woe?
Homeless--throneles crownless, now
She bow. her sorrow -wraathed bow
$50 fame and all its grandeurs).
Let her alone
Beneath the rod
With her infinite moan,
Oh! my God!
--fATHER RYAN.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
Ke Didn't Need Any.

A politician who had been on terms
of intimacy with actors and artists is
suddenly elevated to an important Of
fetal position. Que of his friends, a
distinguished actor, goes to call on him,
and entering the Office. says genially,
"Hnllo, old'fel, hows--?"
81 beg your pardon, SIR" says the
offi,ial in glacial mauner: 81 am oc-
cupied for a moment. Be 80 good as
to take seat.
The actor sits down in surprise in a
chnir. and presently his friend says:
Nov. sir. what can do for you?"
"Why, don't you know me-? I'm
II do not prseisely follow You. says
tina affisial. "You have come to--Y
II came, sir" says the actor, in q
terrible voice. jamming his hat down
ON his head -"I came, sir, to give You
some hints as to department. now that
you are a public official. but by the
Nine Gods you don't need any! Good
morning, sir!''
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
The Farmers Joke,

Trampl tramp! tlampJ and a farmer
with solid. old,fashioned feet, and
hands big enough to cover q Sunday
school excursion. came into the editOri-
al room.of this paper to say: ssas
1--WE walked down from the market
to give ye the particulars of good
joke"
"You know them lightning rod fel.
lars," observed the old man as he drop.
ped into Q chair.
"Yes-heard OF them"
"Well, you know they're purity tuff
set. Been after mefor more'n twenty
years. I've got signs out all along the
road. warming en- to keep off the place.
but t'other day one OF them chaps
driv right up to the gate big as life.'
"Did, eh?"
Yes, he did, and fore I could get
my tongue to go he had about one
thousand feet of rod out and ready to
put on the barn.
"What cheek!'
II guess was; but putty soon went
for him I had made my mind to kill
him right there. The old woman came
ont and sailed in with me on the
fanks."
"And you iammed him all to pieces,
Of course"
"That's where the hull fnn comes in, ="
answered the old man. "That ere fell
lar squared off, and ne licked the whole
four of us less'n two minutes by wig>
VAN clock.
"Did, eh?"
"You bet he did. and when I got o
the catuip whar' he piled me and Sam,
one of the meu, with his nose mashed
f It, t'other with three teeth knocked
ont, and the old woman jist crawlin' out
from undrr the old bobsieds, begua
laffi,', aud did not stop till midnight.
IL
He slapped his leg and uttered a
"Haw! haw! haw!" which echoed clear
to Canada, and in his coutortion he
broke the back of his CHAIR.
"But the joke was on you,' said the
perpiexed journalist.
.'Sartin-sartin, but am I such an
idiot that I can t latf at the way We
four sailel in on him celebrating to
mop him all over the barn yard. and
laff harder yet at the way we all got
When [ saw Hlnner
c,awing up from among the bobs, l
I"
And he went off in another fit, and
choI1ed and gasped until he went down
stairs with his collar hanging by
single button.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
!te giresidas
Such a Bother to Get Them Ready,

Such Bother to Get Them Ready
"If they could ouly dress themselves
should not mind; but what with get
ting the last Of them fairly of, aud
picking up after they are gone, it seems
to take the best part of the day right
out.
Exactly. But what if the shoes had
been blacked the night before, and the
bath. room had been made good use of
Saturday, rather than Sunday? What
it, when the clothes of the week we're
laid off they had been placed carefully
to one side. and the Sunday ones laid
iu their stead? What if the lesson
books had been hunted up and placed
By the Sunday caps, ready the night be-
fore? What If cold meat had taken the
place of the breakfast chicken, and the
time gained given to hair brushing and
necktic tying, rather than attention co
those things later?
but they get themselves 80 dirty if
dressed 30 early"
"Teach them for one day in seven TO
keep out of dirt.
."Fheir father don't like to have it all
OuSJtt anu COlltuOtlOu tOdLuTuay ulRuU
he has, out of the week"
The Lord don't like it all hustle and
commotion Sunday, it's all the day he
has, out of the week,
But if the children are to be kept
dressed up all day. what are we to do
with thoseswho are too small to read
themselves"
You are TO read to them, talk to
them, and let them talk to you. You
are to set their little minds to thinking
about the Thousand and one things they
have little inclination for when about
their play. The bus sky above them
aud green fields near them, and God,
in his great FAtherhood, around and
about them. Yon are to garnlsh this,
the best day OF the week. with the
smiles you have, the kintlest words and
most loving acts, aud TO encourages such
things in your children. More than
any other day of the week You are to
make the Sabbath truly useful and
peaceful and enjoyable, so that your
children in after years shall look back
upon the Sabbath of their childhood as
travellers look back upon the green
oasis they have passed in the sandy
desert. Keep that day as free as is
possible from the hurry and hustle
which belong, by right. to the week;
aud then hardly noticeable will be the
preparations needed in order that your
children shall 60 forth prepared, both
in mind and body, for the Sunday
School.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11

A CERTAIN old gentleman, very rich
aud still more stingy, is in the habit Of
wearing his clothes to the last thread.
One of his fr,epds. meeting him. ex-
claimed: "They told mo that yon had
a nav hat, and III be hanged if you
hayen'.p' "Oh, yes," said the miser.
looking as if he were trifie ashamed
of himself, "you see my wife kept tell
ing me that the old one was good
dear worn out. Well. Yesterday was my
wife's birthday. aud got myself q
new hat for her birthday present.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
The Children Coming On After.

A good thing is told by DIR. Thomp-
son Of father hearing the voice of his
child. back OF him, as he was picking
his way carefully along the mountain
side. "Take safe path, papa, Tn
coming after you" All! If fathers
would only, while climbing the rugged
hill of life. notice that as they walk. so
their children coming on after them
will walk, how much more careful
would they be concerning the path
taken.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
oxp 81 the school Board Of Inspectors

One OF the school Board of Inspectors
asked a small pupil of what the surs
face of the earth consists, and was
promptly answered.
s'Land and water"
He varied the question slightly that
the fact might be impressed on the
boy'a mind, and asked
"What, then. do land and water
make?"-to which came the immediate
respouse-
Mud"
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
Give Your .Uhildren SUNLIGHT.

A plant can't grow without light.
neither can child. You may toll and
economize and starve yourself for your
children, but If you withhold the suns
light of smiling couutenance, which
is the light Of home. your children
will be like plants grown in cellar.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11

The gangsof burglars who work for
seven straight hours to hammer safe
to pieces to.secure fourteen csuts, know
how . country ministed feels next day
after donation visit.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11

WILLIAM AUGUSTUS to sleepy room.-
mate: "Gome, John Henry. why dontt
You get up with the lark as do
John Henry, grimiy; Been up with
him all night.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11

Marriage notices and deaths. pot OK.
ceeding six lines, published free. Ali
over six lines charged for ut regular aG
vertising rates.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11

IF parents look to the Sunday-school
ia accomplish as much as it may acs
aomplish, they must take mp It's work
end carry it on into the home.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11

WooLEN clothes, furs, etc., carefully
brushed first then securely wrapped
IN newspapers, can be kept from.
motha.
The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1879-12-11
BET.

When the widow Coe married Jason
Carter she brought him no money at
all; only small stony farm in Noppit
that had been her fathers and two wild
bnve of ten and twelve years growth.
Jack and Dan were hard subjects for
a stepfather to rule, aud Jason Carter
fonnd his hands full.
Jason WAS as good to them as it they
were his own, tho certain thrill of
emotion shook him when his baby
daughter came that had never troubled
that worn old heart in any emergency Of
Jack and Dan. Bnt then Celia was a
girl; of conrse that made it different.
Jason, when compared with his pres
decessor, was as mild and pleasant
around the house IA a spring day after
a stormy winter He became Il useful
and prominent member III the Noppit
church, and never was heard to utter q
profane or impatient word. Jack and
Dan loved him ns healthy boys love
ANYTHING but mischief and meats, and
Pnebs was entirely happy.