« 
[special notice.] 
Colds and Coughs.—Sudden changes of cli¬ 
mate are sources of Pulmonary and Bronchial affec¬ 
tion#. Experience having proved that simple remedies 
act speedily when taken In the early stage of disease, 
take at once '* Brown 's Bronchial 7Yoche*,” let the Cold, 
Cough or Irritation of the Throat be ever so slight, as 
by this precaution a more serious attack may be effec¬ 
tually warded off. 
We all went to bed party soon, cause you sec 
the quality had party nigh used us up. But we 
wasn’t done with yet. 
Way long in the night I heard agreat bcatinat 
the front door. I jumped up, got a light, an 
went to see what, was to pay, an as I live, thar 
stood one o’ these nigger solgers, a bowiug an a 
scraping soon as he got sight of me. 
“The Lord bless my soul,” says I, “is your 
missis scut you here to fetch one o’ them visitiu 
cards litis time o' night?” 
He bowed agin an says, "Mrs. Feathercod 
presents her respects to Mr. Baber, and would 
be much obliged could he lend his assistance. 
The coachman being deceived by the darkness of 
the night, was so unfortunate as to run off the 
side of the causeway and njiset the carriage in the 
swamp.” 
I seized him by the collar an give him sich a 
shakln, uniform and all, jest like I wus a maltin 
up a feather-bed; Says I, “You imperdent cap- 
tain-general you, why didn't you say so at onet? 
What did you stand a bowin an talkin quality 
talk to me fur, an all your mississcs a slasliin 
about heels over head in Cow Swamp?” 
Barney keerd tut* a talking to a strange man, 
an come tumbling down stairs, rolled up in 
a blanket, nn when he. saw me collarin of the line 
nigger, says he, “ Mother, jest turn that feller 
over to me.” 
Says 1, “ Barney, go right up stairs an get into 
some close directly an start right off. Them 
quality women an their flunkey nigger, an bos¬ 
ses, an carriage, an little sun fans, an poseys, an 
snuff boxes, an visitiu cards, is all keeled over in 
Cow Swamp.” 
“ Of course," says Barney, “60 much for get- 
tin soul-inspired, an trustin to moon-shine of a 
dark night, an starry eyes of guarjan angels.” 
But he hurried off; an 1 give the nigger a nuth- 
er shake, jest to remind him I had holt o’ him 
yet, “Now," seys I, “run for your life to that 
fust nigger house you come to, an tell Dan, with¬ 
out uo palaveriu, mind you, to jump right up, 
an git the carriall ready, an his master's hos, an 
you help an have it all ready right away." 
I let him go an you would a thought I had 
shot him off. 1 put a pile o’ blankets in the 
carriall, an Barney an Dan went duwn five miles 
to Cow Pond an fished ’email out an carried ’em 
home; and we’ve washed our hands of them 
quality ever souee.” 
“Well, its most dark. Good-by, honey. 
You're mighty pleasant company. I’ve iujoyed 
myself powerful." 
relief all round, When we got to the dinner 
room, thar was a mighty nice dinner spread out, 
and thar stood Barney, au Bill and Jim Jones, 
ready to set down. The quality looked at Jim 
and Bill, then looked at each other, an looked 
for all the world like they never had been axed 
to eat dinner before, an didn’t know whether to 
set down or not. 
Barney he knowed what they was arter, but I 
didn't. So says he, “Ladies, take seats an set 
down an help yourselves. Bill, you and Jim set 
down and fall to. These gentlemen, ladies, are 
my friends." 
Bill an Jim did set right down and fell to, 
sure enough; they never cared a mite cf the 
quality had a stood over 'cm an starred at ’em a 
month. 
The quality seemed like they was a gwine 
baek in the hall room. But they give another 
look at the dinner, an I reckon they wus as hun¬ 
gry as hill an Jim wus. for they sot right down, 
sort o’ desprit, an got their selves holped. 
Presently one on ’em looked at one o’ the 
nigger gals and says, ‘ Girl, hand me the celery.” 
Dilee looked at Bt:sy mighty hard; Betsy 
frowned at Dilce, an looked like she ouyhttr 
know all about it, an says, “ Han the salt-cellar.’’ 
Dilec handed the salt-cellar. “No," says the 
quality gal, “I asked for the celery” an she 
looked hard right in t ic plate o’ raw shcllotes. 
Dilce jerked up that an handed it to her. 
“Them is shcllotes, ’ says Barney. 
The quality gal turned her nose right up at 
Betsy's shcllotes, what never done any harm, an 
says, “ I thought they were celery." 
“I’m very sorry," s ys poor Betsy, “I didn’t 
know you preferred salary to shclloteg.” 
"Yon needn’t trouble, yourself to be sorry, 
wife,” said Barney, “we burnt got uo salary, au 
’taint your fault they don’t grow here." 
Arter a while one on ’em had eat everything 
out o’ her plate right clean,an says she, “MrBa¬ 
ker, I believe I will change my plate, and takea bit 
of that goose." 
“ Certainly, mu’m," fays Barney,mighty polite. 
So he cuts off a nice piece and lays it on his own 
plate, what was full o’ all sort s o' things, an 
swaps plates with Miss Feathercod. Well, the 
notionate woman wouldn’t eat a bit of Barney’s 
dinner arter she got it, an I didin’t know what 
made Barney look so Milam like he was a (Join 
mischief, Como to find out, he knowed all the 
time that she wanted a right clean plate to eat 
that piece o’ goose oil cr.‘ 
Arter they had all n.ade a mighty hearty din¬ 
ner, the old lady tuek her hands and done ’em 
so at Dilce like she w..nted ’em rubbed. Well, 
the niggars had been rannin round the table all 
the time, an Dilce was bent on showing how 
smart she was. So sLe flew at the old soul’s 
hands an set to rubbln 'em like all possessed, but 
Miss Feathercod jerked ’em away, an says she, 
“I wanted a linger-basin.” 
Poor Betsy, she tuck all aback again. 
But site is a mighty sfcart ’oinan, ef she is my 
daughter, and ii ' It be pvt nut. She re¬ 
membered in a . ini. rorringer she 
keeps on the top si .. I - . k jiOple chicken 
soap ip. So she fi . - an burn! 
ed to Miss Feather She v •d her hands 
in it, an all roun" r muit; ind 1 t'.en tuck a 
mouthful and wash - I, ' acr month, 
and’ spite it all bff , uio i*. Thinks 
I, “yon don’t get me to <.ul no inure chicken 
soup out of that quelily finger-basin.” 
The rest o’ the qua ity, when they seed thar 
was no more porringe s comm, ull washed thar 
hands in their tumble] 5. I looked w ith all my 
bounced off like a injun rubber ball. I thought 
the ereetur might be killed, and ran to him, hut 
he jumped right up an stood up before me, and 
made such a how, you never seed the like of it, 
jest like it was a part of bis malishus drill, and 
says he, ‘Mrs. Feathercod, Miss Feathercod, Miss 
Netty and Miss Angelina Feathercod.* By that 
time Barney had got the bosses quiet, and says 
I, “ You, Mr. Flunkey, had better be aopnin the 
door an lettin them folks out, stidder stamlin 
here makin manner,’ so lie did it. It was well 
he told mewho tbcy'wur, lor sich a lookln cargo 
I never did see before. They had the back of 
their heads kivered with artificial flowers all 
fixed in little flounces, and little silk fans in their 
hands they called sunshades; I reckon U>ey 
want much acquainted wit.li the sum, or they 
wouldn't thought he was a inindin them pnrty 
little things. Then they had flounces all over 
their frock tails, and all over their capes, they 
called ‘talmers;' and they was beflounced from 
the tops of their heads to the bottom of their 
feet, and all the flounces pinted like windin 
sheets, only a heap finer. 
“ Betsy had run back soon as she got the fust 
glimpse, cause she had on a mighty dirty frock, 
but she put a new white satin shawl all 
over her, and then she looked as flue as any of 
’em, and axed ’em to walk in, and take seats, 
and set down and be seated. Arter a while she 
told ’em sbewas a lookin for ’em all the mornin. 
‘ Oh,' says old Miss Feathercod, ‘ wc engaged to 
be here to dinner; wc never dine before four, 
and it wants some minutes to that now,’ Ukin 
out her tine gold watch, tho’ the clock was 
starrin right before her. Betsy looked as blank 
as if she’d run for sheriff and didn't get a 
vote. Bat she run right- in the kitchen, and 
the way she hollered up Dilce and Alee, and 
Dina, and the whole t.nckin of ’em from the 
tater patch, and the wash-tub, and the ironin 
board, and all quarters, want slow. 
“Soon as I got the quality all settled. I went 
out to help poor Betsy, 1 was sorry for her. 
Sich a sight as the kitchen was ! Thar was half 
picked turkeys, half killed chickens, everybody 
runniu round, and Betsy lookin like she was the 
demon of cooks. Every side of the kitchen was 
hern, and she was turnin round all sides at onct. 
Says I, ‘Betsy, honey, do let me help you.’ 
Says Betsy, ‘Law, mar, what ken yon do? Do 
pray go long in the house and talk to them 
ladies, and keep’em from pryin about; but for 
the Lord sake, mar, don’t talk nothin lowlife.” 
“Well,” says I, “Betsy, I will try to talk any¬ 
thing you want me to.” Says she, “Talk about 
the fashutis, and Washington, whar they went to 
last winter.” 
“So I goes tn, and says I, ‘Yon all seed any 
new fashions this yea,i ? ’ Says one on ’em, 
holdin up her head mighty high, ‘ Wc always 
receive from our mantua-rnaker and milliner the 
latest styles.’ ‘Well, now,’ says I, ‘I thought 
you wouldn't a spiled yourselves that way, your 
own selves; an to and bcholc its that manchcr- 
maker woman. She sent, yon all these out¬ 
landish jimcracks, and thought yon didn’t know 
no better.’ I don’t know what made Betsy 
think they’d like to talk about the fashuns, for 
they didn’t; l was cate enough to see that in a 
minute; so 1 tried Washington. Says I, ‘You 
was to Washington last winter?’ Says one, 
mighty brisk, ‘Yes, we went to see our uncle 
take his eeat in Congress as an honorable Repre¬ 
sentative.’ ‘ Well,' says I, * if 1 aint clean beat! 
So Jake Feathercod is a Congrismau ! Well, if 
he ken make speeches as fast as he ken lay 
brinks, he’s a glibe one. But I don’t approve of 
people leavin off a good trade and takin up with 
what they don't know nothin tall about. Now 
Jake was ft mighty good bricklayer.” 
“You are mistaken, rna'm,” says she; “my 
uncle is the Hon. Jacobi Feathercode.” 
Says I, I reckon I aint mistaken. Old Jake 
never had but two sons, Zekcr, your pappy, an 
young Jake. 
Well, if you believe it, Betsy was out of it 
again—they mis no ways anxious ’bout Wash¬ 
ington ; so I picked up a mighty line little shiny 
snuff box, lyin in one of their lap. , an says I, 
“ This is a new fashun snuff box; mighty party.’’ 
“It is not a snuff box,” says she, right off 
short; “it’s a card case." 
Bless me, I looked right up to the top of the 
room, “The Lord help your poor souls,'’ saysl, 
1 why you aint eighteen years old, and a earryin 
your cards about- to play an gamble with all day 
long.” 
Says she, ‘ these arc not game cards; they arc 
visiting cards.” 
“ Well,” says I, “do let me see ’em.” 
She showed me one; ’twas nothing on the 
Lord’s yeurth but a piece of white pasteboard, 
with “ Miss Netty Feathercode” writ on it. 
gays I, “ What does you do with these 
things ? ’Twant worth while to fetch ’em here; 
we all know’d you. And yourniggerin uniform 
told all o’ your names afore you could get a 
chance to tell ’em yourselves.” 
Says she, “When we.wish to pay calls, if wc 
do not feel like going in ourselves, or the per¬ 
sons we are calling ou are out, or do not wish to 
receive company, wc just send our servant to 
the door with one of these, which is equivalent 
t,o a visit. Wc had some calls to make on the 
way here this morning.” 
“ Well,” says I, “ you all don’t set much store 
hy each others’ company, cf aniggerinasolger’s 
jacket and a piece of pasteboard does as well,” 
and I put it down mighty softly, a thinkin “you 
better make a snuff box of it.” 
Well, I tried mighty hard to entertain for poor 
Betsy. I told ’em all about blue dye and cope- 
ras dye, an how wus the best way to set hens, an 
which eggs would hatch pullets an which roos¬ 
ters, an how to keep a dog from a suckin of ’em, 
an all ’bout Betsy’s baby a liavin the measles an 
hoopin Koff, both at onst. But ef you believe 
me, they never heerd a word I was sayiu ! So I 
run through au let cm alone. 
Wc w us all a settin up beftav'm with all our 
might, when Betsy come to the door, and axed 
’em all to walk out to dinner. It was a powerful 
BT HII.ES o’REILLV 
Dear, coy coquette! but once we met. 
But once, and yet—'twas once too often! 
Plunged unawares in silvery snares 
All vain my prayers her heart, to soften: 
Yet seemed bo true her eyes of blue, 
Veined lids and longest lashes under. 
Good angels dwelt therein, 1 felt. 
And could have kneltiu reverent wonder. 
Poor heart, alas! what eye could pass 
The auburn mass of curls caressing 
ller pure, white brow—made regal now 
By this simplicity of dressing V 
Lips dewy, red as Cupid's bed 
Of rose-leaves spread on Mount ITymcttus: 
With halm imbued, they might bo wooed. 
But ah, coy prude ! she will not let us I 
No jewels deck her radiant neck— 
What pearl would reck its hno to rival V 
A pin of gold—the fashion old— 
A ribbon fold, or some sucb trifle. 
O past belief the lily’s leaf 
In dark relief sets oil' the whiteness 
Of all the breast not veiled and pressed 
Beneath her collar’s Quaker tightnoee I 
And milk-white robes o’er snowier globes. 
As Roman maid6 are drawn by Gibbon, 
With classic taste and gently braced 
Around her waist beneath a ribbon: 
And thenco unrolled in billowy fold, 
Profuse and bold—a silken torrent 
Not bide bat dim each rounded limb. 
Well turned and trim and plump, I warrant! 
O Quaker maid, were I more staid, 
Or you a shade less archly pious; 
If soberest suit from crown to boot 
Could chance uproot your Quaker bias 1 
How gladly so in weeds of woe, 
From head to toe my frame I’d cover. 
That in the end, the convert “ friend " 
Might thus ascend—a convert lover: 
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‘HE QUALITY 
“I hkcko.n,” said old Mrs. Lucid, whilst 
making her first visit to the Edgertou cottage, 
“ you haiut seen many of your neighbors yet ? ” 
“ No, ma’am,” said Laura, “ wc have been here 
so long, and none have been to see us until you, 
we were beginning to feel like unwelcome in¬ 
truders. But I suppose they were all much 
attached to the people who lived here before us, 
and dislike seeing strangers in the place of their 
old friends.” 
“Oh, no 1 that aint it; they wasafeard to come.” 
“Afraid?” said Laura, surprised, “afraid of 
what ? ” 
“Well, wc heard you was all quality, if you 
was broke, and we wasafeared wc would git our¬ 
selves into tbe wrong box. We’ve seed them 
elephants and knows what they is,” she con¬ 
tinued, nodding her head knowingly. 
“ Why, I did not suppose," said Laura, smiling, 
“that we had anything so formidable m This 
quiet little nook, and I am sorry that our neigh¬ 
bors should make such bug-bears of us, and sup¬ 
pose us •wanting in civility to them." 
“Oh, we wasn’t amindSn the civility. The 
quality lays that on so thick one minute till you 
begin to rub your eyc-s and wonder who you is— 
thiuke sure you must be the Pope of Home’s 
wife; then they push you ouc side before you 
know it, like as if you wasn’t fitten to tote their 
puppy dog. But tbeyse sich u sight of trouble 
when folks begin to have anything to do with 
’em. Now, thars the Fcathcrcods. They lives 
eight miles oil', but the quality is a sorter restless 
ereetur t hat’s allcrs a wanderiu about outer their 
range. Well, theys mighty tine, and yon sec my 
daughter Betsy Baker likes line things, and took 
to ’em mightily. She was powerful anxious for 
’em to come to see her, so one Sunday she seed 
’em all at meetin, and axi s ’em to come take din¬ 
ner the next Saturday. Well, they all stood up 
thar in the meetin house an talked a power of 
dictionary talk ’bout -‘exceedingly,’ an ‘exqui¬ 
sitely,’ an ‘ interehangin of rural hospitality; ’ 
but whether they was a coin in or no, Betsy she 
couldn’t make out. But howsomever, Betsy 
’lowed she better be on the safe side, so she kept 
up a mighty fixin all the week. When Saturday 
came she had everything as flue as a bride’s cake, 
’ceptin the dinner. Betsy ’lowed she wouldn’t 
put that on till she made sure if they was a 
comin. She had been working mighty hard all 
the morning, her and the niggers, a reddin up 
the house and dressin up their sleeves. But when 
levencr clock Come and no quality, Betsy give 
’em out, an they all took off their Sunday close 
and went to gittiu every day dinner. They had 
to hurry mightily, hut it was all ready arter a 
while. The hands was workin close to the 
house, so Betsy jest hollered to ’em to come to 
their dinner. Arter the dinner was ull over, 
and everything washed up and sot to rights, an 
the niggers all sot to work, me an Betsy sot 
down in the entry to cool an ecw. ’Bout four 
o’clock Barney Baker he come back from the 
coatouse, says he, ‘Betsy, did them hired men 
come into dinner?’ ‘Law,’ says Betsy, ‘1 wus 
so taken np expect In them Feathercod folks to 
dinner, that I forgot about you hirin Bill and 
Jiin Jones to split rails, an bein as-theyE so fur 
off I reckon they didn’t hear when I called the 
hands in. 1 didn’t blow the horn. ‘Confound 
the quality,’ says Barney, ‘theys all jest qual¬ 
ified for the luuutiker sylum, and J reckon yon'll 
go along with’em, just to be with the quality 
when they go,’ an he jerked down the liom and 
blowcd a blast; you would a thought all the 
stages that ever run a as ’rivin thar at oust. 
Jest then wc Leered a mighty fuss in the front 
yard, and when we looked, thar was a fine 
carriage full o’ women, with horses hitched 
up with iishin’ seins, a eavortin about over 
the yard; and one o’ the pulled up niggers 
they had dressed up like solgers, a settin 
on a high bench outside the carriage, w<j a 
Beauty.— The rose of Florida, the most beau¬ 
tiful of flowers, emits no fragrance; tho Bird of 
Paradise, the most beautiful of birds, gives no 
song; the cypress of Greece, the finest of trees 
yields no fruit. 
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