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The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1880-04-15
Good Words to Southern Youths.
(To BE CoNTNUED.)

Among the noteworthy incidents o.
commencement week at the University
of North Carolina was an Grafton be-
fore the students literary societies, de
Iivered by Maj Joseph A. Engelhard.
Among other things he said:
"With this magnificent country un-
der our control, the duty comes up di-
rectly before us to develop it. That
development can only be secured by
work-and if was called on to declare.
in one word, our duty, would without
hesitation, utter the word-the greatest
of all wordsworth. And by that ex-
preston l mean work of every charac-
ter-professional, mechanical, agricul-
tural, scientific, artistic-in their
broadest sense. 1t is the great law OF
nature, the necessity for human hapPi-
ness, the staff of human virtue. hope
the day is not far distant when the
man who works the most will be known
and appreciated as the most honorable
among us all, for such he deserves to
be. 1 desire to see him rank above
the richest, above the oldest, above all.
Let work be the Watchword of the
South; write it on every standard
mental and physical work, labor that
! conquers all things-is the first para
mount duty all of US. 1t Is the magic
charmed link that will restore and re
deem US; that viii enrich and adorr
us; that will purify and dignity us. L
is the great mystery that made New
ton and Franklin, Morse and Washing
ton, Cesar and Napoleon, immortal
It is the one great want of our people
Bountifu1 nature has almost dispensed
with the necessity for labor here. Nor
al causes must be the motives and In
centives with us for work. The time
has come when labor must be the titlt
deed to position. Injustice has tOC
long been done to it. 1t is the founda
ton of every value that man possesses.
In another part Of his address Maj
/ Englhard said: ''Nor can we do our du
ty by indulging hatred to other sec
tions Of the country and perpetuatins
the animosities of war. The glory o
a people cannot be built upon hatreds
! God viii not let discord be the founda
ton of happiness or honor. Our hon
or, our happiness, our fame, must res
upon a surer foundation-upon th'
rock of eternal justice and right. Ha
tired of the North viii not build up tn,
South or lesson the burden which W,
must bear. Denunciation of the Nortl
will not restore our prosperity or hea
the wounds of war. 1t viii confer M
blessing. Ny young countrymen, VI
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CHAPTER ".
ENTERING coLLEG e.

ENTERING CoLLEG &.
''Now In thy youth, besoaoh Of Him
Whe giveth, upbraiding not,
That this light in thy heart become not dim,
And his love be unforgot;
And thy God, in the darkest days, viii be
tireenncss, n beauty, and strength to thee"
'The sea of ambition Is temptest- tossed,
And thy hepcs may vanish like sea-foan."
The clock had just struck the hour
of twelve, and yet Horace sat alone in
his room looking out on the sleeping
world bathed in the light f the clear
full moon.
The busy day had passed eventually
TO him. His brightest hopes had been
realized, and, invoIuntariIy, he was
looking far away into the future, and
asking himself, "what now?"
Strangely enough, no feelings Of
gratitude had yet moved his soul to re-
turn thanks to God who had blessed
him with the talents which had won
this success and honor. Strange it is.
how heart that has once loved and
worshipped its Creator, can SO forget
its obligations to Him, and seek its
first happiness in the smiles and appro
baton Of man. So young he was, too
when the heart should be most suscep-
tible to all that is true and good.
He was busy tonight, weaving bright
pictures of the future. He wonId, il
few months, leave home for Cam
bridge. There he~would earn fresl
laurels; he would plant his banner
high, his motto still Excelsior" AnC
so he was brightly dreaming away the
hours of the night, whilst, in a cham
Der not far distant, was another watch
er-his mother. She was reviewing
the past of her child, and was tempted
to look wistfully, anxiousIy into hi
future. She saw that his besetting sir
was ln,saIlctyfed ambition. She knew
that he was gifted, and humbly ac
knowledged his increased obligation
to his Lord for the talents which sh'
felt should be conseerated to His ser
vice. She had tried to win him bacI
to tie simple faith of his early child
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Horrible Fate Of a GhOuI.

Indiana furnishes the most horrible
case on record. Gordon Truesdale, a
handsome South Bender, had desire
to procure a collection of human skulls,
being amatuer phrenologist. He dug
down into the grave of Sarah Platts,
cut the flesh around the neck, and
placing his foot on the breast of the
corpse, wrenched the head off by force.
He disjointed and thew away the lover
jaw. He poisoned his nose with some
Of the matter from the corpse and his
his head swelled up until incisions had
to be made in his nose and forehead TO
prevent the skin from bursting. His
eyes actually decayed and became
sightless, and the odor was so horrible
that attendants were at first obliged to
flee from the house and afterwards
handle him with gloves. He confessed
his crime and died in awful agony.
As soon as the breath left the body it
was placed in the coffin, but it swelled
so as to burst of the lid, and the re
mains were hurried to the cemetery In
the night and buried.
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Goethe on Waltzing.
Mayfeld afonitor.l

Mayfeld Eonitor.l
We commend to the earnest consid-
Grafton of our fair lady friends the fol-
lowing impressive lines from the pen
of the great German poet. The same
author once said in sober, earnest prose
Never shall the woman love dance
the waltz with another man, nor never
with myself in the presence of a third
person." Let it be remembered that
these are not the words of dreamer,
but of a man who knew the deep Sc
crets of the human heart as few ever
knew them:
What! the girl of my heart by another embraced ?
What the balm of her lips shall another mans
taste7
What touched in the twirl by another man
knee7
WHAT painting, recli1e on another than me'
Sir, she is yours from the plnm you have brushed
the blue;
From the rose you have shaken its trcmulOus
dew;
What you've touched you may take-pretty- waltz
er, ndinw
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or the Bulletin.
HORACE HUNTER,
OR
TIE MOTHERS OFFERING.
BY EGfriaxn Hall.
CHAPTER III.
THE GOLD MEDAL.
BY ETiz'iazn HALL.
CHAPTER III.
Tie GOLD AIEDAL.

'For life itself was new,
And the heart promised what the fancy drcw"
The last half session at the Acade-
my had drawn to q close.
Horace had received distinction on
every study at the examinations
through which he had passed, and now
looked forward eagerly, hopefully to
the exercises of the last day of the
school. The morning dawned clearly
and beautifully. He had risen with
the first rays of the sun, and seeking a
retired spot, was rehearsing the speech
that he would deliver that day. a splen-
did band of music had been engaged
for the occasion, and the usual excite
ment, at such times, prevailed amongst
the students, whose hearts beat high
with hope for the Gold Medal that
would be awarded for the best original
speech. Horace had always been gifted
in composition, and his father, as well
as his teacher, had paid so much at
tention to his style of delivery, that
he now ranked first among the boys
in school as a speaker.
There were to be six contestants fol-
the prize. The name of Horace's
friend and rival, Earnest Gray. stood
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THE RANSOMED.
By GEN ". T. HASKELL.
published by request.)


PART I.
Pm adrift on Lies ocean. and wildly ]
sweep,
Aimless and helmless, its fathomless deep;
The wild winds assaiI me, it threatingly
storms,
The clouds roll around me in hideous
forms.
I drift to the lee-shoreI strikei Pm
aground
The mad waters whelm mel drownl oh,
I drown
Mercy oh, mercy! Oh Lord set me free
And take me, oh, take me, to Heaven and
Thee.
I wander Lies deaert-lone, desOlate, sad,
Faint, reeling and weary-Pm mad oh,
Pm madl
No glad waters meet me, no streams flowing
perish perish oh, God set me freeI
All hopeless, I pray Thee, tits idle and
vain;
perish perish Rain rain-give me
Let the stream of Deliverance flow gently
to me,
And drift me, Ohl drift me, to Heaven and
Thee
Mid the wranglings of men, and their con-
hicts SO fierce,
Half mad and despairing, my lips spit q
curse,
Instead of imploring Refuge and Peace,
From: Lies maddening battle, for Hope
and Release;
/ bear on defiantIy, proud, reckless, un-
blanehed
AT the dangers that hem me. The curses I
launched
At Earth and Heaven, Lord mercy for
mel
Receive me receive me, to Heaven and
Thee.
PART II.
But the storm hOwls no longer, the desert is
gone,
The battles fierce strife no more hurries me
on;
The tempests no more lash the oceans calm
breast,
And the clouds float in beauty nfar to :he
West,
1 move through Life's bowers full of bliss
and of love,
Looking fondly to earth, and with transport
above;
And angel soft whispers, "The Lord sets
thee free,
To come to mel Come to me-dwen here
with me-"
thank Thee. oh Lord that my raving
career
Was checked by the hand of Omnipotence
That struck from It's Jared equilibrium the
mind,
Whose balance, my madness and folly COM
bined,
Had periled fore'er in my earthly career,
While nights threatening darkness encom-
passed me here,
And my soul is ransomed, imprisoned and
free
I am coming, oh Lord I bow gently to
Thee.
Joyl joyl OH anguish and sorrow no
more
Shall lead me- its victim, on Lies crum-
bling shore;
The winds watt me gently, perish no more
Thirst not-the war of Lies struggles is Ger;
Hope beckons me on with its sweet whisper
ing tale,
To walk through, all hopefully, Lies
pleasant vale,
And come to Thee, Lord, ,nnimprisoned and
free,
And I bless Thee, oh! bless Thee, foi
mercy to me.
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Whipping Children.

A parent who don't know how to
govern child without whipping if,
ought to surrender the care of that
child to some wiser person. Sports
men once thought it was necessary to
lash their dogs, in training them for the
field. They know now that the whip
should never be used. HoTsemen once
thought that it was necessary to whip
colts to teach them TO start or stop at
the word, and to pull steadily. They
know now that an apple is better than
the lash and that a caress is better
than a blow. If dogs and horses can
be thus educated without punishment.
what is there in our children which
makes it necessary % slap and pound
them? Have they less intelligence
Have they colder hearts? Are they
lower in the scale of being? We have
heard many old people say: eff We
were to bring up auother child, we
would never whip it. They are wise,
but little too late. Instead of God
doing so little for children that they
must be whipped into goodness, he has
done so much for them that even whip
ping can't ruin them-that is, as a rule.
But, alasi there are many exceptions
to this rule. Many children are OF
such quality that blow makes them
cowardly, or reckless. or deceitful OF
permanently ugly. Whipping makes
children lie Whipping makes them
hate their parents. Whippinp makes
home distasteful-m makes the boys run
away, and makes the girls seek happi-
ness anywhere and anyhow. Whip
ping is barbarous. Don't whip.
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hood; but he seemed to turn from the
subject of religion with that indifference
which belongs to our carnal nature
The pleasure she had enjoyed during
the day was welI-nigh forgotten as, in
the solitude of her chamber. she re-
membered how entirely he had for
saken the ''Guide" of his youth. Wea.
rily, sadly, she knelt at her accustom.
ed place of prayer, and poured forth
her sorrows into the ear that is never
closed, and ere she retired, sweet
peace, holy calm again prevaded her
spirit as she leaned in faith on that
bosom SO ready ever to receive the
''weary and heavy laden
The summer months passed rapidly
away in varied recreation, and now
the fall session at Cambridge was about
to commence, and Horace, for the first
time in his life. was to live away from
the parental roof.
1t cost him struggle to say ''gOOd-
bye" to the home of his childood with
its dear inmates. He loved his noble
father devotedly; but his tender gen
tie mother had ever been the one who
shared, to peculiar degree, his every
joy and sorrow, so that he would sadly
miss her sweet companionship from
day to day.
What her heart suffered, as the hour
of parting drew near, we viii not at
tempt to describe. What mother cGn-
not enter into her feelings, who has
seen cherished son leave home, with
is influences for good, to stand alone
amidst the temptations of college
ife2
When with her son, she strove to
wear cheerful face, but alone with
God, her tears we're shed.
At last he was gonel
The house seemed strangely desoIate
without him; and when, at the even
ing prayer, around the family altar, his
name was specially mentioned for
Gods merciful care over him, the
fathers voice faltered, and many a
sob was heard from the little circle.
A few days more brought letters from
the absent one.
VIII our young readers think Horace
unmanly when we tell them that he was
almost tempted to forego the advan-
tages offered him, to be once more with
the loved ones at home? Which of
us must not confess having experienced
this same feeling of home-sickness
and is there any sorrow of after years
much harder to be borne?
Then his mother felt she must be
strong, and she wrote such cheerful,
hopeful letters, that ere long, Horace,
animated by her spirit, entered anew
on his studies, and learned to look for
ward patiently to the time when they
should meet again.
From the first, he took a high po-
sition in his classes, and, prompted by
that ambition which had ever stimu-
lated his effort to excel, he determined
that whatever might be gained by
earnest, preserving effort, he would
surely win.
(TO BE CONTINUED.
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John B. Cough said at Providence
Tuesday: "Drunkeness in this coun-
try, in the last twenty-five years has
increased, and is worse than it was
thirty-six years ago. There are more
ministers drinking than ever before.
Twenty-Five years ago you would new
er see a woman drinking on the cars,
but now you can see it every day, and
that, too, out of TASKS. The cars in
these days are made regular grog-
shons."
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Temperance.
"MY Boy"
A THRILLING INCIDENT.

[
When addressing an audience il
Connecticut, related the following
incident:
Mrs. Falkener, who lives a little
way out from here, gave me some in.
teresting incidents with regard to her
son.
my boy, she said, ''was drunk.
ard; but he signed the pledge and said,
'Mother, [ will go away from home,
away from the midst of temptation,
but I will keep this pledge"
By and by, after he had been gone
little over two years, a letter came
saying:
"Mother, I am coming home to
spend Thanksgiving with you"
And he came by the stage into the
town, which stopped at the door of
Solomon Parsons tavern. 1t was Just
after dusk. Some young men were in
the bar.
'Holloa, Fred and how are you?
What will you have to drink"
Nothing"
Haven't seen you this long time.
But you're looking we'll and hearty.
What viii you have?"
Nothing"
"Not on Thanksgiving Come,
take little"
"No I'd rather not. I've come
home to see my mother. She hardly
expects me tonight, I thought I'd
wait till dark and go in and surprise
the old lady"
By and by, Solomon Parsons, who
was leaning his elbow on the counter,
looked at him and said:
'Fred Falkener, if I were six foot
tall and broad in proportion as you
are and yet was afraid of a paltry
glass of ale, by Georgel I'd go to the
woods and hang myself"
''But l am not afraid"
80, yes you are-hai ha ! ha! L
say, boys, here's a great big fellow
afraid of glass of liquor. l suppose
he's afraid of his neither .
"Well," he said' "Pm going to
mother; and may as well show you
that I'm not afraid to drink it."
He drank it; then came another
glass: and they piled him with more.
Twelve o'clock that night he went into
q barn, and was found In the morning
They brought him to his mother
on plank with q buffalo
robe thrown over the body.
She said to me;
'Parsons came, and I said: "YOu
tempted my boy"
"Well, l didn't know it was your
son."
"You didl You called him by
name; you knew it was Frederick Fal-
kener, the only son Of his poor Grip
pied mother; and you have killed
him"
"Mrs. Falkener, I am not used
to have such language applied to me"
"God forgive me if have sinned, !"
said the poor woman, "but | put my
hand on the face of my dead boy, and
l lifted up my finger, and cursed him.
He went out with a face white as chalk"
Then I said: Ladies and gentle
man, Solomon Parsons, who tempt
ed Frederick Falkener to his ruin, is
in this hall, and he sits right there; and
this same Solomon Parsons keeps a
grog-shop on the bridge of your city,
licensed by the State. Connecticut.
Rout him out" And before twenty
four hours had elapsed, bag and bag
gage, bottles and demijohns of liquors,
furniture, licenses, and all, were cart
ed out of the city.
They violated no law. They laid
no hand upon him; but they made him
go out himself They helped not to
pack up a single article of his furni-
ture; but they sent to him in a body
and declared that such man should
not be tolerated in the city and he was
obliged to leave.-J. B. Cough.
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third on the list. As he concluded his
Oration, delivered, in truth, remarka-
bly, well, there was burst ofappIause,
while bouquets were literally shower
ed on him as he retired full of hope
that his would be the honor to bear of
the coveted medal. Last on the pro-
gramme stood the name of ''Horace
Hunter" He was already known in
the community as possessing unusual
mental endowments, which, united
with refined culture, made him the OBJ
ject of much hopeful interest. AS he
advanced to the front of the stand he
was invOluntarily greeted with pro-
| lOnged welcome by the audience.
Seldom is there seen so handsome a
youth. His dark brown eyes, shaded
by long silllen Iashes, seemed express
sive OF such thoughtfulness az scarce
belonged to his years.
The rich curling hair was carelessly
thrown back, revealing u high and
beautifully formed brow. About the
fine mouth there was slight compress
sion, as if he would restrain the
thoughts which longed to flow forth In
simple, earnest eloquence.
A murmur of admiration ran
around the assemblage as he graceful
ly bowed in acknowledgement of the
compliment just bestowed. The theme
he had chosen was the single word
Excelsior" Now he commenced to
speak in clear, unfaltering tone. He
had studied his subject well, and felt
its meaning, and he became more
and more deeply interested, forgetful
of all but his theme, his words came
almost like inspiration. But when, in
closing, he repeated those exquisite
lines of Longfellow:
1.-THE shades of night was falling fast-'-
the enthusiasm of the audience was al
most unbOunded.
As he passed to his seat, pale and
tremulous with emotion, the band
played an appropriate air, and the
judges retired for consultation. But
few moments had passed ere they re-
turned and awarded the medal to
Horace Hunter"
But where were his parents? They
were present, of course, and, naturally
enough, highly gratifed at their sons
success. They had received the sin
cere congratulations of friends; and
when, in a short time, he joined them,
the warm pressure of his mothers
hand, and the smile of appreciation
which his father gave him, caused him
more real pleasure than the applause
of the multitude.
Many of the friends and relatives of
the students were invited to the house
of the principal of the Academy to par
take of an elegant collation.. There,
Horace was quite the hero of the hour.
His friend Earnest, rising above all
petty jealousy, heartily congratulated
him on his success, and freely confess
ed he had fairly won the prize. limo
cent amusement and youthful merri-
ment made joyous the occasion and
when the evening had passed, and the
guests had retired to their homes, it
was wittRlnany pleasant memories of
the entertainment and prophecies of a
brilliant future for theyoung orator.
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THE GREAT INDIAN STAR
R -ENEED
''Truth is Mighty and
VIII Prevail

THE GREAT INDIAN STAR REM
EDY is distinguished from all other
preparations by its extraordinary eff
cacy in cases of Diseases ofthe LiCe9',
Dyspepsia, Ch6JJs and Fe-
Ger, Nervous Debility, Can
ces'O, ,ts HU2nOrs, E1'ysjpeJ0s,
rheumatism, Kidney DJ-
se0Scs, ScI0F1sJT, and all Disco
ses of the Blood. Within twen-
ty-four hours it will commence to chem
ically change the blood. tits compos-
ed of vegetable substances only, and
braces up the enfeebled system without
the deleterious effects of alcohol.
LOOK AND READ AGAIN.
tbs Indian Star en,eoyy,
the great Blood and Liver purifier, is
a perfect renovator and invigorator Of
the system. In carrying offall poison
Gus matter, it restores the blood to a
healthy condition, enriching it, and
refreshing both mind and body.
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Hearth and Home.

The parental HEARTH, that rallying.
place of the affections. 1t WAS the policy
Of the. good old gentleman to make his
children feel that HOME was the happiesi
place in the world; and value this
delicious home-feeling as one of the choicest
gifts a parent can bestow.-WAsHLNGToS
IRVING.
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When a Chicago girl married a man
under the impression that he was a
nobleman in disguise and then found
that he worked in q morgue, she was
50 mad that for revenge she went and
had all her front teeth taken out and
her hair dyed red to make him asham-
ed of her and the next day he was run
over by a dray and killed, and now
that girl is just about crazy. Women
shouldn't be too hasty.
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A Western minister told the trustees
of his church that he must have bis
money, as his family was suffering.
money! said one of the trustees,
"you preach for money! I thought
you preached for the good Of souls.
The minister replied, 81 can't eat
souls, and if I could, it would take a
thousand such as yours TO make a
meal"
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MAPLE SPRINGS, Denmark, P.O. Tenn

January 10, 1850.
Having examined the formula for the
preparation of the Indian Star Remedy,
manufactured by Mr.. f. w. Wells at Boil
var Tenn, cheerfully recommend it as be-
ing good medicine for many diseases aris-
from impurities Of the blood SC.
REV. g. p. MALONE, NJ. ID.
For sale by Moore & Harvey, also E. D.
Moore.
Manufactured and sold Wholesale and
Retail by +. W. WELLS,
Bolivar, Tenn.
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unD CT Send 25 cents in stamps OF currency
AAOASbOG for n new Horse Book. It treats all
diseases has So engravings showing positions
ed by sick horses, table of Doses large collection
DnnU of VALUABLE RECEIPTS, rules for
oOOA' telling the age of horse, with an en-
craving showing teeth Of each year, and large
amount of other valuable horse Information. DR..
Wm. H. Hall says, At have bought books that
paid and $40 for which do not like as well as /
do yours" SEND FOR cmcULAR- AGENTS WANTED.
B. J. Kendall. M D.. Enosburg Falls Vt
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An organist at Litchfeld, Mimi,
played "What VIII the Harvest Be7"
as bridal couple marched out of the
church.