ery ludicrous manifestations of character and
conduct in the terrible struggles of a battlefield, and have brushed
aside our tears at times for an irrepressible _bon mot_ in a hospital,
so in the weighty and solemn considerations which continually appeal
to us, and while we are anxiously asking how we can make the most
bricks for the Lord's building with the least straw, incidents arise
which not only throw light upon our serious work, but which are
irresistibly amusing.

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We think we should share with our readers a recent one which, when
{94} we read it in the detail, impossible to be repeated here, made us
smile. Every time we re-perused it we thought it, as _Alice in
Wonderland_ said, "curiouser and curiouser."

Our readers are not strangers to the name and fame of the leading
editor of the chief paper in Georgia. They have heard of him as an
eloquent orator with a brilliant imagination which saw a New South in
almost millennial array, and told of it with an enthusiasm so
contagious that to the sons of the Pilgrims after the fulness of a
great dinner it seemed that the "Promised day of Israel" had at last
arrived. It is true that when this dinner had been thoroughly
digested, certain ones, removed from the afflatus of the occasion
began to ask, "Are these things so?" And when the Glenn Bill sought
the endorsement of public opinion, and substantially received it with
no word of reprobation from the eloquent orator and editor, some
recalled the speech of Sheridan in reply to Mr. Dundas, "The right
honorable gentleman is indebted to his imagination for his facts."

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In all this time no one suspected the _Atlanta Constitution_ of
possessing the humorous character which it has lately revealed. In
late issues of February it has, in the garb of gravity, about two
columns that are ridiculously funny.

It appears that Prof. Sumner Salter, a graduate of Amherst College, a
son of an honored pastor of Iowa, a musical director of exceptional
gifts and a teacher of eminent ability, was solicited by parties in
Atlanta to take his residence there in the interest of the musical
cultivation of such as could secure his services. He soon attracted
the patronage of society, and all went smoothly until the tempter
came. Alas, there was a serpent in Eden, so there was a skeleton in
the closet of the _Atlanta Constitution_. It was a dreadful skeleton.
The _Constitution_ s