The Dublin post. (Dublin, Ga.) 1878-1894, July 28, 1886, Image 1

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Newspaper Page TextVOLUME IX DU1 511 A, WEDNESDAY. JULY 28. 1886 NUMBER VII. Professional Cards. Dr. T. F. WILLIAMS, XDEHSTTXSX. B^^Oftic© at His Residence. m/m Simms’ BuilfiTtig. First door below the Court House. apr21.’86,ly. Dr. P. HOLIES, PRACTITIONER, CONDOR, l - - GEORGIA. r\ ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL VJ hours. ObStfcrics a specialty. Office Residence. if n. meli24, 7m. : Dr. T. A. WOOD, , ¥>' CO. L SPRINGS, GA. ( 1ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL J hours. Obstorics a specialty. Office Residence. mch34, tf. Dr. P. M. JOHNSON, PRACTITIONER, Lovett, - - Georgia. PRILLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL hours, Day and Night. mch35 tf. Dr. J. L. LINDER, [SIX MILES NORTH OF DUBLIN.] OFFERS his services to the public at large. Calls promptly attended to, day or uight. Office at residence, aug 20, ’84 ly., ■ CHARTS HICKS, M. D., practitioner! vfc; Dublin, - Georgia. Je20, ly DR. C. F. GREEN, PRACTITIONER. Dublin, - Georgia. "1ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL Obstetrics a specialty. V/’hours. _ Residence Office T. L. GRINER, ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR AT LAW, .Dublin - Georgia. may 21 tf. — THOMAS B. FELDER, Jr. ATTORNEY AT LAW, • Dublin. - - Georgia. LIZZIE WENT WORTHS LOVE STORY. Will practice in the courts of the Oco nee, Ocmulgee and Middle circuits, and the Supreme, court of Georgia, and else where by special, contract, gotii Will negotiate loans on improved farm inglands. , Feb. 18th, 1885.-Gm. HAVE YOU TAKEN THE ATLANTA CONSTITUTION FOR 1886? If not. lay this paper down and send for it"right now. If you want it every day, send for the Daily, which costs $10.00 a year, or $5.00 for six months or $2.50 for three months. If you want it every week, send for the Great Weekly, which costs $1,25 a year or $5,00 for Clubs of Five. THE WEEKLY CON STITUTION s the Cheapest! Biggest and Best Paper Printed in America! It Las 12 pages chock full of news, gos sip and sketches every week. It prints mere romance than the story papers, more J farm-news than the agricultural papers, Nmore fun than the humorous papers—be sides all the news, and till Arp’s and Betsy Hamilton’s otters, Uncle Remus’s Sketch es! —AND— TALMAGE’S SERMONS. Css 2 Gouts si Week! t Hornes once week—takes a whole week o read it! You can’t well farm or keep house with- ■>ut it! Write your name on a postal card, ad- Ircss it to us. uud wo will send you Sped- nen Copy Fkeki Address THE CONSTITUTION. Land (aims , specialty, and warrants iAj£'‘i«i!rs^iSS!ftass - stock and highest prices paid, if u . w “ t I ‘«'f 1 lor»> u yf if write I). A. THOMAS. Attorney «t-Uw, Wash- )R, If (1 One evening, as the s'nn sank low bohind the western hills that bound ed the prospect from my father’s house; I saw Elbridgc Morrill,. the young Methodist minister, coming up the path between the tall bows of dahlias and arteuiisias. I felt in clined to rivn away and hide tuyself, but felt that that display iofi coward- ice would in fiowise seVVb' me; so 1 twisted; the ring I wore--one that Elbridgc had given me—areiind updii my finger, and kept my placo amongst the honeysuckles. And he walked up on the path, and stopped only when ho stood close beside me. What is this I hear about you Lizzie Wentworth?” lie asked< . “How-ehould I know?” said I. “They toll me that Edward Grant comes to see you every evening,” he said.. “They tell me you havo prom ised to marry him.” “They are fond or tolling things, said I. “How do they know? And who are they?” I want an answer. Every one knobs that yon and I knew each other’s minds a year ago,” said lie. I do not think I knew mine, said, I, boldly, “If that was so.” “Then you do mean to jilt me?’ 1 he cried—“to break* with ine : ?”;‘ He nourished ins"hands in the air, his faco grew red’; he seemed very disagreeable to me at the moment and said, shortly; “Since we have hover been *en gaged, Mr. Morrill, yon can scarcely believe that I have ‘broken with you,’ a* }ou call it.” You wear mv ring,” said he, breathlessly. ’Jlist for fun. I have worn many a ring for awhile, because some one asked me. Why, Mr. Morrill, you know very little of our ways here in Hillstgwn. . A ring need not be an engagement ring because a girl puts it on for a month or so.” “You were willing to.think mine so until Edward Grant came,” said ho. • - - : . • I winced. I knew, that was true. But when I thought of following a Methodist minister from place, to place—hero .one year, there the next —and then remembered all the ad vantages of being Mrs. Grant; when I saw Elbridge waving his arms about as if ho was delivering a leot lire, and thought of Edward Grant’s soft manners and elegant dress, I drove, away all thoughts that- made me ready to go to Elbridge and say, “Forgive me.” “You were bound to me in honor and by feeling,” ho said. “Don’t say yon never loved me—never know I loved you, -for that would be false.” “Yon are most, impertinent, sir,” said I. “l shall go in and leave you if you are going to talk like tlmt;” and I laid tile ring I had already taken from my finger on t/he failing of the porch, and left him alone there. _ He had spoken the simple truth, and I had ottered falsehood; for though actual arrangements for our marriage had not been made, ho had a right to think I loved him—a right to consider mo engaged to him. I hud thought over and over again what I should say or do to get him All the young men in the place felt that ho “took airs,” but I only saw superior elegance, taste and discrimination; though I was quite willing to hate his cousins most heartily vvhon our pleasure-wagon passed their fine carriage on the road, and I knew they tittered at mother’s bonnet, which was old-fashioned. I’spoke to Edward Grant about this sometimes, but ho told mo'that when I was his . wife wo should re- ttim their slights vVith interest.' < <Tm a catch, you know,” he used to say. “They all want mo. Lots of women will be jealous of you, my It was the speech of a fop and a puppy. I did not see that then. 1 thought him witty, and I felt that he was telling the truth in fun. In place of my. little plain gold ring, I had a cluster diamond, which Edward 1 beggod mo to keep hidden for awhile, untTwe told*our secret to everybody. 1 kept our engagement from my parents (1 Il'ir T Ivl r.1. T to give me up, and now was my chance. I had dohe it. It is not so wicked a thing as to marry without love, I thought. I remembered again Elbridge’s stiff coat, not too now; his hair worn longer than the fashion; his grave face, and the flush excitement gave it. Mr. Grant was smooth and elo- gant, and hud tho ways of u fashiona ble mau. To bo sure, his cousins did not condesceud to notice me, nor did ho introduce them. lie looked askance at tho tublo when my father asked him to “take a bilo of dinner” at noontime^ and replied that ho hud “just break fas tod.” To-day I blush for shame when I think of it; and I promised to bo married to him privately, to give him to “bring his mother and aunt to the idea.” Meanwhile Elbridge Morrill had been called to that little - church on the moujntain road with the four- roomed parson jigg beside it, in which I had once, thought I should'bo hap py to make a home for him. He was then ten good miles away, but one evening I looked up and saw him standing near uie—just where we parted on the old,.porch.' In the moonlight lie looked so pale that I almost thought he was a ghost. Is it you?” I oriod. And I had the strangest wish to throw my arms around his neckt “It is I,” he said. “I do not ex pect to be welcomed; tut tell me, do you think I would lie?” “Oh, no,” said I. “I would be lieve any word you said r.o trie.” “That is right,” said he. “Believe me all a brother ought to be to. a young sister. You are doing very wrong, Elizabeth. You are deceiv ing your parents. I know your plans.” For once I was frank. “I can’t tell how you learnt the fact,” I said. “And it seems wrong, but cirouinstances force us to it.” Elbridge shook his head. “Rcfuso to bo married privately,” lie said. “Insist on telling your mother or I will.” Out of-revenge? Tlmt is not consistent with your cloth,” I said. No,’’ said Elbridge; “God bless you and make you happy but this mail has no intention of marrying you. His wedding-day is fixed. That dark girl with tho great black eyes ie to be bis wife. I swear it to you. You can judge now why he desires you to leave home with him "secretly.” I listened, trembling with rage and mortification, and some other feeling that I could not explain to myself. “No one would dai'e uso me so,” said I. “And Mr. Grant told me he pretended to like Miss Oriole to de ceive his cousins.” “Is that her name?” asked El bridge. “Does'he say so?”. I blushed in the darkness. “No,” said I; “it is what ho culls her for fun,, becuuso she weurs so much yellow and is from Balti more.” “Tho puppy!” said Elbridge. I drew myself up. “Mr. Morrill,” euid I, “pray bo civil. I thank you, for I believe yun mean well; but you allow your imagination to carry you uwuy about Mr. GrJnt. Naturally you disliko him.” “1 always did,” said he; “but I havo dono my duty as a pastor, uud friend. Bo warned in time.” lie turned and left me. I vowed to myself' tlmt what lie Imd said was not true. Alas! I felt that it was, .despite of all. There was a party at Colonel Grant’s that night. I slipped on my waterproof cloak, pulled tho hood over my face, and went, across lots in the moonlight through the silence. Heaven help mo! I found myself amongst tho shrubbery outside the library window. I saw the girl alone in the yellow brooade that became her dark beau ty well,! I saw Edward Grant enter. “Littlo wife that is to be,” ho said, “how charming you are to night:” He sat down bosido her and took her hand. I heard all they said. They spoke of “noxt year” and the future; and she told him that she heard ho liad a flirtation wrtti Farmer Wentworth’s daugli tor. “That girl!” cried he; “she looks like a Du toll'Toy milkmaid, with hot rod cheeks and thick waist, and she eats pork and oabbago for dinner. (They asked mo to ‘stay’ once.) Oh, no, I go there to. talk about some mortgages with her father, and she throws herself at my head. Very bold these country, girls are, and silly enough for anything, dOitr-' cst.” I felt the world’s motion just then,- as;it seemed to mo; (lie lights turned to groat blurrs, and I fell down athongst tho bushes. . Whon I* came to myself, I picked myself up and got homo. I was ill for some days before fi fever sot in, of which, I though t I would die; and once whon I was at tho worst I was aware of Elbridge Morrill at my bedside. lie prayed softly for my recovery, hold-, ing rny thin, hot hand iu Ins all the while. When he paused, I spoke. “Ask them all to go away, said; and they left us togother. “I am going to die, Elbridgo, am I not?” ! said. “Alas! I fear it is God’s will,” he answered. “Then, before I am unable to speak to yotv, listen,” said I. “I never would havo told you if I had been going to live; but I love von, Elbridge—love you from my soul. Tho night you came to warn me I learnt it. Good-byo, Elbridgc.” Ho kissed mound wo wept logoth or. But you see I did not die; and though the wife of a Molhodist minister lias her trials and must leave friends as soon as she has found thorn, and is seldom rich, I think myself tho happiest woman alive since I married EJbndge Mor rill.—N. Y. Ledger. 1 WHY MEN DON’T MARRY. or Because They, are too Busy too Poor to bo Bothered With a Wile. I say it boldly and without foai of contradiction, tliero is not a man living who is at all limos proof against feminine fascinations, who has not at some period in his life’s history indulged in tho hope of realizing his dreams of domestic happiness, in which the faoo of some real or idoal woman shone forth as theguiding star to brighten his life. No man over indulges in dreams of deasostio happiness outside of his ideal homo. The world is his at all times in which to roam at his own sweet will. His experience touches him that in all tho world can offer there is nothing so sweet as tho love which lives in the home, giyos rest to the soul, and that poaco of mind whicji the world cannot give; his innermost soul oravos for it, so satis f-ying is it in its tondorness. True love is the very mainstay of happi ness, and no outward rniu “ can Triplet Maxima. Tlireo things to do: Think, and act. live Three things to cherish: Virtuo, goodjuessJaiiil wisdom. Three ithings to love: . Courage, gentleness and affection. Three things to govern: Your temper, tongue and conduct'. Three things to contend for: Honor, country and friends. Three things to delight in: Frank ness, beauty uml freedom. Three thiugs to teach: Truth, industry and contentment. Three things to admire: Intellect, dignity and gracefulness. Three things to like: Cordiality, goodness und choerfulness. Thrco things to ha to: Cruelly, arrogance and mgrutUudo. Three things to avoid: Idlonoss, loquacity uud flippant jesting. Three thiugs to cultivate: Good books, good friends and good hu mor. Tlireo things-to wish for: Hoalth, friends und u contented spirit. Agree with your girl’s father in politics and tho mother in religion. wreck the citadel whore tho humor tallives.” Is it the four of tho failure to realize such happiness as this tlmt Kocps these dreamers from socking it In marriage? Tim most invotorato club man. tlio bitterest scoffor of “love in a cottage," are tlioso men who failed, oitlmi from limit of confidence in ilioii own powers of persuasion or want of means in their youth, to win tlm ond particular woman thoy worshippet as their. ideal. Disappointment in love is one of tho main causes of tliero being so many baohelors in the world. There is another class of men who very cautiously estimate tlm expense of married life, and come to the con elusion that thoy “would bo a fool to marry a girl if they could not support her in the stylo in which she had been accustomed,” and with u wiso shako of tho bond, docido to lei woil enough alono. Often men do not marry because thoy are too busy; they aro enamored of their work every effort of their oxistenco tend to tho successful accomplishment ol a corlaih purpose, ar.d marriage* does not soem to them essential to thub result. Many men shun female society a* they would somo deatlndouling plant, from tho very consciousness of their own helplessness in avoiding boin^ entrapped' into serious entangle ments, believing that where a woman wills it she can do anything, while inaii is a feeble child of destiny who Can ill afford to war against so fail ,a foo, Other men from’ a wordly point of view,, have enough rnonoy to support one, but not enough for two; thoy yrtluo their own comfort and position too much to imperil it by allowing any sentimental nonsense in love affairs to disturb their mathe mutical calculations on tho sub ject. There are plenty of men in the world, and women cannot complain they don’t soeSthem, for the tendency of tho age is “to level ail barriers betweon tho sexes.” Girls are allow ed to indulge in all sports that woro usually considered in von ted for the solo.pleasure of the lords of oroation, They row, they skate, they play lawn tennis; they—shall say it—yes, they smoke; it is consi’dored quite chic to indulge in tho plcasuro.of tho weed in the shapo. of a mild cigarette. Perhaps it is theso mannish accom plishments that make mon regard tho matrimonial stato with disfavor, not particularly relishing the idea of a wife being a match for them iu every souse of tho word, oven to tho extent of hoi- musoulur develop ment. There was a wedding breakfast. Tho groom to tho little girl—“You havo a now brother, now, you know.” “Yoth,” responded tho little one, “iiiu solh it waili Lottie’s histh chance, so she hud belter take it.” The rest of tho little one’s talk was drowned in u clutter of knives and forks. A Change in tlio Mooting of Con gress. Qnito reoontly several of tho rep- rosontativos from Georgia have bpon called home, from their publio du ties to ongago in the business of po litical fonoo inondihg. Donbtlo8B these gentlemen aro. convinced that a change in tho time for tho meeting of Congress would bo bonefloiftl. Tho Congressmen elected in No vember do not take their seats until Deoember, twelve months. Then comes tho long session, and tho representative, who has just bo- como familiar enough with this sur roundings to find his soab has to look out for the fellows in the roar, who desire to retire him. Tho consoquonoo is, that no oppor tunity is afforded a mornbor to show ., his capacity as a representative. Ho is elected during ono campaign and upon given issues, Before he takes his soab now issues are spfung upon tho country. Before ho can servo out ono term he may be. turned oat. The present system is neither fair to tho representative nor the people. L’lio idea is to haven Congress always ready to bo called . together, but the troublo is that save when an extra session may bo ordered, which is rare the time of tho-mooting of Congress is postponed too long. The House'of Representatives is so large and tho publio business has s.o grown in proportions, that it .is simply impossible for a representa tive to attend to his public duties in Wash!iigtoii and look after those who desire his place at one and. tho pamo time. Otii Congress, lmvo boon oonipelled to pair off and come homo just at the close of a session, when tho most important business is orowded in a few days. And it is not mi fre quently the caso that a good ,Repre sentative is oust aside without an op portunity of rondoring a satisfactory account to Iris constituents.---Mucon Telegraph. Feminine Vanity Up iii Maine. Wo have not heard of a more pe culiar contest than that betweon two young women who work in one of he cotton mills in Lewiston. It was a competition for the palm of supe rior beauty. Both of the young wo men aro rod-ciieekod and .buxom. Ono of thorn is married. Each of thorn is old enough to bo satisfied with the verdiot of her husband or sweetheart. The vexed question arose in tho forenoon, but its settle ment was loft over until after din ner, whon each had sufficient time to “fix up.” An extra ribbon or two and gay jewelry adorned. The most winning, look-at-mo smilos wero displayed by each. The hands in tuo mill decidod the question. Tho girls wero place side by sido, and everybody, from the back-boy, to tho over-soors, looked at tho girls criti cally, with tho oyo of an artconnois- souir, und rendered his decision fearlessly. Tho damsels made it a most serious matter. With them it was no joke, os it was to the critics on beauty. Pretty eyes filled with tears more than once und cheeks Hushed red with chagrin.—Lewis- town Journal. A small girl of Boston, in a com position describing different nation alities, wrote; “Chinaman—Color, yellow; habits, eats rats mid smokes opium; occupation, washing and ironing. Negro—Color, blaok; hab«. its, likes liver; occupation, beats car-i pots. American—Color, white; hab its, oats boons and fishballs Sunday morning; occupation, buiWs church es and echoolhoitso8.”—New Yoik Sun. Contentment is better than mon ey, and just about ns scaroo. If a man’s uaiiio is Algernon Montmorency Fitzsimmons ho no added titles. If ho is Juiios, “Colonel” or “Jud; him along wonderfully in rooms or at a club.—Now Orleans Algornon ns ho needs is William ■Stt V'‘‘s ’)H!» hia _ PieiiViiiin.

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The Dublin post. (Dublin, Ga.) 1878-1894, July 28, 1886, Image 1