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She Found Her Brother

Lecturing on the merits of this paper the other day in Shelbyville, Ky., we turned to our column of "Lost Friends," and began to read the first notice upon whlch our eyes tell. We had only read a few lines, when springing up, a lady said, "That is my brother." So it was, and so it is daily. The SOUTHWESTERN has opportuuities for bringing together these fami- lies shattered and broken by the demon, slavery, enjoyed by no other paper in the world. No wonder so many love, take, and read it- It knows and looks after their wants.