mOn my return to Monroe I stopped at at the Carter House, under the inanage-' inent of Mrs. Oscar K. Carter, daughter i of my esteemed friend, Mr. Kay Camp.Mrs C. is not only the youngest and best | looking landlady in (Jeorgia, but she j knows exactly how to run a hotel. Kve-! rvthing is so neat, and clean and comfortable. If a man eats his allotted peck of dirt, he must live to the age of Methuselah to consume it while boarding at the Carter House. It is a model little hotel in every respect, and 1 cannot commend it too highly to the travelling public.