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LAFAYETTE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 23, 1880.
Saved By Love.
Render, I have a story to tell.—
Perhaps I have not the art to tell it
gracefully, but he that speaks from
the heart will ever be listened to at
tentively, and will find a ready res
ponse in every symapathetio bosom.
I was left an orphan at an early
age, and had to struggle hard to
support myself and sister—a dainty
little thing, who called out all the
love chivalry of my nature. I
j found but little time to attend
school, hut that little was so itn-
I proved that in looking back over
tny school-days I find nothing to
regret save their brevity.
Before she had completed her 16th
year, my sister died. I stood tie
side her, and saw her sweet young
life go out as gently a3 if she had
hut fallen quietly to sleep. It was
a long time before I could realize
that she was dead. But when, at
l ist, the truth forced itself upon my
unwilling heart, I sat down by her
side, took her white cold hand in
mine, but did not weep. My grief
was too deep for tears. I thought
of the many timer she had wound
her arms lovingly about my neck ;
of the many kisses she had shower
ed upon mv lips, cheeks and brow;
and, oh ! how I longed to feel the
pressure of those arms once more,
to taste again the sweetness of those
loving lips.
But why-dwell upon the sweetly
sorrowful theme? We buried her
in' the village churchyard, hy the
side of the dir ones wjio had gone
before. When summer came, sweet
■flowers bloomed upon her grave,
hut none so sweet as once had heen
the flower that fay beneath.
It was long ere I sufficiently re
covered from tile shock to again
take an interest in my work ; hut.
as my time wore on,’ I forgot some
thing of mv grief, though there was
ever present in my heart an eager
longing for love.
At last that longing was satisfied.
In the village there lived a lovelv
girl the daughter of a merchant. —
We had heen playmates and com
panions from childhood, and our
friendship had increased with in
creasing years. One evening I
breathed in her ear a tale of love,
and asked her to he my wife. Her
answer flooded my heart with a
peaceful happiness to which it had
long heen a stranger.
I approached her father upon the
subject of our marriage and gained
his consent with the proviso that I
should tie absent one year, to test
the strength of my love for his
daughter. To this we both objec
ted most earnestly, hut he was in
exorable, and we submitted.
A few days later I bade adieu to
all I held dear in life, and started
forth to try my fortune at the West.
At Cheyenne I halted, and, taking
advantage of the first offer that was
made, l was soon installed a “cow
boy,” on one of the largest stock
ranges, in the Territory. By strict
attention to business, and a careful
regard for the interests of my em
ployer, I soon rose to the dignity of
foreman, with a salary of 8100 per
month.
The months rolled on, and noth
ing transpired to give me a mo
ment’s uneasiness in regard to the
constancy of my betrothed. Long,
loving letters came regularly and of
ten —bright spots in the lonely
desert of u;v life.
At last my year was up, and I
prepared to hasten home and
claim tny bride. O.i the day be
| fore I was to start, I called at the
office for my mail. A tiny, white |
| envelope was handed to me, and ,
i one glance at the superscription
j told me it was from site who was ;
J all the world to me.
Stepping apart from the crowd, I <
; tore open the envelope and read j
these words:
John : Do not write to me any !
more. lam married. Oh, John ! j
j 1 know I have done wrong. Can j
| you ever forgive me ? Bell.
On ! the agony of that moment! J
1 As 1 stood there staring vacantly
at the cruel note, it seemed that the
light of my life had gone out for
ever. Ah, reader, those only who I
, have experienced it can realize the
inexpressible grief that sweeps
across the heart at such a time !
The death of a loved one cuts uotf
half ho keenly. Mere we mourn
the loss of one dearer perpops, then
life; (hereto the consciousness of
our loss is added the conviction of
truilt on the part of one we had be
lieved so pure, so true! Here our
grief is mitigated by the thought
that we may meet again—meet to
love for ever —there no such gleam
of hope comes to lessen the dark
ness of the hour. Our dream of
love is over—for life, for all eterni
ty !
I know not how long I stood
there in the office, hut I at last be
came conscious of being observed.
So putting the note in my pocket,!
[ walked to the door. Without, a !
blending snow-storm raged. The!
few who had business on the streets
hurried to and fro, eager to reach
some shelter from the storm. I
got to my room, I scarcely knew
how ; and sinking into a seat, 1 re
mained there for hours, thinking,
only thinking!
When night closed in I took my
hat and wandered forth into the
storm. The wind tore through the
streets, seemingly with the con
scious power of a fiend. ISut, a
fiercer tempest within my breast
made me despise the warring ele
ments, and I wandered on and on,
careless of even life itself.
In the days of untold anguish
that followed, what wonder if I for
got my manhood, what wonder if I
fell! Spare me the pain of repeat
ing the story of the ensuing years
Let it suffice when I tel) you that
all my hard earned money was
gone ere the year was out; that f
was a mere wreck of my former
self. 1 do not pr« tend to justify
my conduct. Cad me weak if you
will. I only know my suffering
was greater than I could bear. At
times I was painfully conscious of
my errors, and struggled hard to
break the bonds that held me fast.
But not until my last dollar was
gone did I fully realize the folly of
my conduct. Then, indeed, neces
sity compelled me to pause and
consider what was to he done. It
took not long to decide. I would
go to work and earn money suffi
cient to bear by expenses to South
Ameiica. Once out of my native
country, I would never again set
foot in a land w here 1 had known
only sorrow and disappointment.
I found no difficulty in obtaining
work. But the vice of intemper
ance had so strong a hold or. me
that half my wages were squander
in drink. Thus another year pass
ed before I had saved money
enough to take me out of the coun
ty-
At last, however, I was again pre
pared to leave Cheyenne. As 1
stepped on board the train that
was to.hear me from the spot where
I had suffered so much, a heavy
load seemed lifted from my heart.
1 had not thought of visiting my
boyhood’s home. But now I felt
that I could not go away forever
without once more looking upon
the graves of my loved ones, with
out one final vie w of the scenes, I
! had loved so well. The village
: which I yet called home was situa
! ted near my line of travel. As 1
| approached the home station my
desire to stop increased And so,
when the train halted at the well
remembered depot, I stepped from
the car, took the stage, and ill two
hours was again in my native town
I was greeted cordially, and yet I ■
felt there was a change. Many of j
the friends of my youth had mov
ed away ; others had died ; and '
those were left had wives and tain- j
dies who claimed all their love. —
Mv widowed aunt alone gave me a
welcome that was heartfelt end
warm. Yes, there was one other, ■
my cousin, a beautiful girl whom
I had not seen since she Was
a little child. In iter I found a
friend, such as I never knew before.
She was conversant with all the j
circumstances of my life, and svm- '
pathizrd with me as none other '
had ever done. Unconsciously my!
heart went out to her, and the few
day I had purposed staying length- j
ened into weeks, and still I linger
ed, unwilling to le ir myself away.' i
I knew my cousin felt a sincere j
friendship for me, hut further than ,
that I dared not hope. She was .<>!■
young, so beautiful, so pure, it'
seemed to me impossible sue could /
over look upon « course rough man
like myself in tiny more favorable
light. Believing this, I kept the
true state of my feelings a secret
from h r, and tried hard to smother
the affection that would not be put
down.
At last I determined to go—to
forget Icrif I could. So at break
fast one morning, I stutiled them
hyanouncmg tny intention of leav
ing tin m the following week. My
aunt protested but I listened in
vain for any word of remonstrance
from the one who alone might in
duce me to remain.
I glanced across the table to
where my cousin sot. Her eyes
met mine for an instant—only an
instant —and yet in that brief time
! they told me more than i hud ever
dar«d to hope. A few minutes la
ter 1 arose and followed her into
the sitting-room, scarcely less agi
tated than she. Leading her to a
sofa. I sat down beside her, anil,
still holding her hand in mine, 1
said :
“Does not my liltle cousin wish
me to remain ?”
“Oh John you know 1 do. Please
don’t go 1”
"Ami will you let me love you if
Instil v ?”
"Yes.” .
So gently came her answer, and
so bloomed the roses on her cheeks
that 1 knew she understood me,
and, with a wild,-rapturous thrill of
■ jov, I clasped her to my heart, and
pressed kiss after kisa upon her un
! resisting forehead. ’>
“.Vrj;, darling,- m v own precious
darling! and will you IndeedVM
mine ?” I naked.
Then she gently disengaged! hi®
self from my arms and her beauti
ful biown eyes filled with tears, as
she re plied :
“John, I gave you all my heart
before you asked it, and yet I am
afraid to marry you. 1 would be
miserable if my husband should
become a drunkard. Your habit nf
drinking is no secret, and when 1
asked you to stop, you refused.—
And now—’’
"And now, Maud,” I broke in, "I
w ill stop. You asked me for my
own sake to abstain, and I refused.
For your sake, i will <Jo anything.
Come with uie into the library, and
1 will write and sign a pledge w hich
you yourself shall witness. With
your dear name upon the paper, I
know it never will he broken.”
I led tiie way, and wrote as fol
lows :
July 10. 1876.
“I hereby pledge rny word of
honor to totally abstain from in
toxicating drinks, from this day
hence, forever. And I solemnly
promise to keep this pledge invio
late, whether the hopes of happi
ness, now so fondly cherish, he ever
realized or not.
John It. W.w.son.
“Will you write your name be
neath mine?” I asked.
She took the pen and wrote :
Maud Rivers.
“And now, my pet, will you trust
me? Will you give yourself to me
without reserve, and (rust your
happiness foi life to my keeping?”
For a moment her eyes looked
searcbingly into mine—our lips
met in a lingering kiss, and I was
answered.
Reader, my story is finished. —
Three years ago we were married.
Not a cloud has dimmed the bright
i heaven of our happiness, and if ev-
I era man might venture to believe
what he feels to he true, then may
: I believe t/,«t no possible crisis can
ever tempt me to violate the pledge
that won my wife.
I had it fraimed, and it now
hangs in my library, a continual
reminder of the power of love, for
by love I fell, and hy love I was
| saved again.
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A most curious freak is reported
: fr in Castulia.nn the C., S. Railroad.
[ A young woman boa'ded the ex
! press train at that station. Eegin
eer Quinn wild was running at the
rate of twenty miles an hour, says
she jumped off and turned several
immodest handsprings. The train
stopped on the signal of her red
stockings, wh<n lot she was found
comparatively unhurt. She had
struck on a sand-pile. She ciaimes'
she was siezed with a desire to jump
off the train which she could not
resist. — Col ambus Times.
Felton liio Foe of (lie People,
Just at tlie beginning of tlie last
session of Congress, Doctor Felton
allowed bis purpose to act with the
; monopolists and against the people
jon the tariff question. At a meet
| ing of the committee on Ways and
j Means on the -itli of December, Mr.
Wood moved the appointment of a
sub-committee to inquire into the
tariff and report a Dili revising it.
On this motion of Mr. Wo id
Dr. Felton voted
With the Radicals
And high turid men,
And against the Democrats
And the friends of the people.
In the light, of this vote on his
I pert, his subsequent votes to refer
all bills looking to a reduction or
repeal of the tariff
On salt
j And sugar
I And iron
| And paper
And printing material
And a thousand other things
To the committee on Ways and
.Means
Which bad resolved
lty the help of Dr. Felton’s vote
Not to revise the tariff
Shows that it was his studied pur
pose not to do anything to lessen
11io burdens of taxation that weigli
so heavily upon the tax-ridden
people.
We think the people of the Sev
enth District of Georgia have had
enough of this man, who is ail
things to all men in order that he
inav go to Congress nod draw $33
-a day for misrepresenting them. —
Rome Courier.
Dlsrepcctalily Connected.
Th“re was a little shooting scrape
at a little town in I tie interior of
Texas not long ago. and it yvas not
long before a Galveston Ntm re
porter was on the spot interviewing
one of the principals.
‘ So you are going to rite it up ?’’
said the survivor.
“Yes, I want ull the facts.”
"I don’t care a cent what you
say about the shooting, but I have
one lisle favor to ask.”
The reporter said he would grant
it cheerfully if he Could.
“Well said the rdioolist, I want
you to put down that my grand
lather was one of laifitte’s pirates
and the worst cutthroat of the
gang.”
The reporter started a little, hut
the slmotist went on to say :
“Please put in that one of my
uncles was hung by the vigilance
committee in San Francisco, and
two more of them are making shoes
in the Illinois penitentiary, that an
other one of them is practicing law
in New York, and my only sister
r.ui away from home with the
clown of a circus, that as far as you
can learn there is not a member of
the family that has not done some
thing disgraceful.’’
“Why, what do you want all
that in the paper for ?”
"Because I am sick reading-in
the papers that every fellow who
, hits a little shooting scrape belongs
! to one of the most respectable fam
ilies in the country. Just put it
down, for once, that one of t e par
ties to tlie unfortunate affair tie
longs to a highly disreputable fam
ily. If you dofi't put it that way
you will wish you had.”
Hon. J. C. Clements’ Speech.
The City Hall was filled with an
intelligent, conservative and
thoughtful audience yesterday af
ternoon to lis'en to the sneecii of
Hon. J. C. Clements, Democratic
candidate for congress from j
this district. There was quite I
a number of both white and color- j
erj, independent voters in the au
dience who paid marked and favor
able attention to all that was said.
Mr. Clements is a young man ofj
fine address who blends oratory j
and logic together in a peculiarly j
pleasant style a man who confronts :
the facta in a masterly and manly ■
manner, who deals conscientiously 1
with his opponent, granting ull i
credit where credit is due—offering !
condemnation only where such is
deserved.
Impationate, just, critical and
logical in all he gives utterance to,
he deals with the record of Dr. Fel-1
VOL. IV. NO. 10.
ton in an aggrersive, yet polite and
dignified manner. Ilis speech went
home to the hearts of his hearers,
ami kindled therein feelings of pn
trintism and thought where passion
ruled before. The speech was a
masterly effort, and continued from
'J until 4 o’clock, during every min
ute of which time ho held the un
divided attention of his uudience.
We congratulate the Democracy or.
the selection of such a worthy and
efficient standard-bearer, and pre
dict that Mon. J. C. Clements will
represent thf*‘7th Georgia District
in the next Congress of the United
States. — Ron\ IhiJletin.
Words of Wisdom.
Hard workers are utVtally honest.
Industry lifts them atiove tempta
tion. \
Earthly pride is like the passing
flower that springs to fail, mid blos
soms hut to die.
There is a certain aoblo pride
through which merits snino bright
er than through modesty ._
There is a paradox in wide—it
nuikis some men ridiculous, but
prevents others from becoming so.
Bailor is one of the great elements
of society—the great substantial
interest on which we all gtand.
Excess in apparel is a costly fol
ly. The very trimming of the vain
world would clothe all the naked
ones.
He that blows the coals in quar
rels he has nothing to do with has
no right to complain if the sparks
fly in liis face.
A patient and humble temper
gathers blessings that are marred
by the peevish and overlooked by
Jhe aspiring.
It is pride which fills the world
with so much harshness and severi
ty. We are rigorous to offenses, as
if we had never offended.
Pride, like ambition, is some
times virtuous and sometimes vi
cious, according to the character in
which it. is found, and the object to
which it is directed.
rM -»
The great planet Jupiter is attrac
ting a great deal more of the atten
tion of people who gaze at the phe
nomena of the skies than even the
Hancock and Garfield banner* do.
lie is now playing a star engage
ment and is preceding the harvest
moon. Rising early he is watched
until late, not only hy lovers who
stand on rustic bridges, hut also by
all other sorts of star-gazers, who
look at him through powerful tele
scopes and ordinary opera-glasses.
He is bright, brilliant and beauti
ful. His colors are gorgeous, and
his satellites cling near him like of
fice-set kers round a candidate. —
There are people who ascribe to
him the treat waves and the hur
ricanes, the meteors ar.d the heavy
shoai rs. lie seems to be King of
September, and like a good ruler,
he turns hid bright spot toward us,
even when our sky is not clear.—
New York Herald.
—I ♦ —i •
A (ciinl Campaign Issue.
At the second buttle of Bull Run
a Michigan regiment, in making a
change of position, came upon a
Confederate soldier sitting astride of
a Federal who was lying on his
back. Each had a firm hold on
the other, and neither could break
the hold. As the troops came
up the reii was taken in, and as the
Yank arose ire was asked how lie
came in such a fix.
“Why, I captured the blamed
Johnny,” he replied.
“Then how did he come to be on
top ?”
“That’s what makes me so infer
\ mil mad !” shouted the blueroat.—
! “He captured me the same time i
1 did him and then he wouldn’t loss
ip to see who had the bulge! He’s
no gentleman—no, sir, he ain’t.
A young lady was speaking to a
friend who had called upon her re
garding a trait characteristic of her
mother, who always had a good
word to sav to every one. “Why,”
she said, “I believe if Satan were
under discussion, mother would
have a good word to say for him.”
Just then the mother entered, and
was informed what the daughter
had said, whereupon she quietly
replied : “Well, my dear, I think
we might all imitate Satan’s perse
verance.”