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Jftupsta §uswf£s Cavils. Bones, Brown & Cos., J. & 3. Bones & Cos., AUUUSTA, GA. ROME, GA. Established 1825. Established 1860. BONES, BROWN & CO., IMPORTERS And dealers in Foreign & Domestic HARDWARE AVGUSTA GA.. -W- 18. WITH KEAN & CASSELS, Wholesale and retail dealers in Foreign and Domestic Dry Goods 209 Broad st., lat stand of H. F. Russel & Cos. AUGUSTA, GA. J. Wholesale and retail dealers in English White Granite & C. C. Ware ALSO, Semi-China, French China, Glassware, &c. No. 244 Broad Street, AUGUSTA, GA. T. MARK WALTER, MARBLE WORKS, BROAD STREET, Near Lower Market, AUGUSTA, GA THE AUGUSTA Gilding, Looking-glass,Picture Frame FACTORY. Old Pict]irc Frames Re.<jilt to look hqual to Lew. Oat Paintings Carefully Cleaned, Lined and Varnished. J. J. BROWNE, Agent, 346 Broad st., Augusta, Ga. K. IT. ROGERS, Importer and dealer in RIM GUNS PISTOLS And Pocket Cutlery, Amin inition of all Rinds, ?45 BROAD BTREET, AUGUSTA, GA. REPAIRING EXECUTED PROMPTLY SCHNEIDER, DEALER IN WINES, LIQUORS AND CIGARS AUOCTST GA. Agent for Fr. Schleifer ft Co.’s San Francisco CALIFORNIA BRANDY. Ml a (HU EUEQBOTT CHAMPAGNE. E. R. SCHNEIDER, Augusta, Clcoigla. (glbrvton -Business Cavils. LIGHT CARRIAGES & BUGGIES. J.RAOTD, Carriage Mlanufact’r ELBERTON, GEORGIA. BEST WORKMEN ! BEST WORK! LOWEST PRICES! Good Buggies, warranted, - $125 to $l6O Common Buggies - SIOO. REPAIRING AND BLACKSMITIIING. Work done in this line in the very best style. The Best Harness My 22-1 v T. M. SWIFT. MACK. ARNOLD SWIFT & ARNOLD, (Successois to T. M. Swift,) dealers in DRY GOODS, groceries, crockery, boots and SHOES, HARDWARE, See., Public S < D larc ! EI..M2RTOIV GA, H. K. GAIRDIMER, ELBERTON, GA., DEALER IN lIY CODE. SIOCmUK. HARDWARE, CROCKERY, BOOTS, SHOES, HATS Notions, &C‘ ELBERTON FEMALE (Mepte|nstitute The excvcises of this institute will be resum ed on Monday, August 18th, 1873. JttaT Fall term, four months. Tuition, $2.50, $3.50, and $5 per month, according to class— payable half in advance. Mrs. Hkstkr will continue in charge of the Musical Department. Board in the best families can be'obtained at from $lO to sls per month. For further information address the Principal H. P. SIMS. THE GAZETTE. ISTew Series. CHANGED. BY LONGFELLOW. From the outskirts of the town, Where the old milestone stood, Now a stranger looking down, I behold the shadowy crown Of the dark and haunted wood. Is it changed, or am I changed? Ah ! the oaks are fresh and’green, But the friends with whom I ranged Thro’ their thickets are estranged By the years that intervene. Bright as ever flows the sea, Bright as ever shines the sun; But, alas! the)' seem to me Not the sun that used to be, Not the tides that used to run. THE TELL-TALE DIAMOND. On the night of January 10, 18—, the Clifton Bank was entered by burglars who made good their escape with thirty thousand dollars in their possession. As soon as the robbery became known, I re paired to the bank and sought the presi dent, to whom I presented my creden tials, and made known my intentions of beginning work at once. The old gen tleman readily acquiesced, and together we passed into the main office where sev eral spruce looking young men were scratching away as unconcernedly as if they had not been engaged in an anima ted discussion of the robbery only a min ute before. I glanced at them sharply, but saw nothing suspicious in their looks and concluded that it would be a waste of time to question them. I examined the hick of the door open ing upon the street, and found that it had not been tampered wfth, although the first arrival had found the door ajar. I next turned my attention to a door that opened in the rear, and found it se curely locked, in which condition it had been, so the president assured me, since door ?” I inquired. “Mr. N , the cashier, lias one, and our janitor has the other.” “Can either of these gentlemen be summoned ?” “Yes, both if needs be. Here Warren run around to Mr. N’s and tell him that I wish to see him immediately.” The clerk addressed was about to obey, when a sudden thought struck me and I called him back. “You need not trouble Mr. N ; but if the janitor can be found ask him to step down for a minute or two.” In less than two minutes the clerk re turned accompanied by the janitor—a broad shouldered Irishman, whose an swers to my questions were in such a straight-forward manner, that I at once exonerated him from all blame. “You lock up after the clerks have gone home, do you not ?” I inquired, looking the man in the eyes. “Yis, sometimes I does, an’ sometimes I doesn’t,” was the laconic answer. “When do you not ?” “Whin Mr. N worrucks late o’ nights as has been the case putty much o’ late.” “Did you lock ixp last night?” “Yis, sir, an’ wats more, tried every dure afterwards.” “At what time did you lock the door there ?” and I pointed tow r ard the front entrance. “Well, as near as I can recollect, half past siven.” “Are you sure you shot the bolt into the socket?” “Aye! I could swear- that I locked the door and left it locked.” “How about the windows ? Did you fasten them as well?” “Yis, ivery won of thim.” “Very good, sir, you may go now if you wish, and I’ll investigate matters down stairs.” “Certainly, sir; but first let me get my coat and hat. I am troubled with the rheumatism, you observe, and have to exercise more than usual care when de scending to the vaults. I will be with you in a minute or two,” and the old gentleman disappeared within his private office. “The old hunks!” I heard someone exclaim. “Devillisli careful of himself ain’t he!” And then a snicker ran around the room. I judged from this that the “old hunks” in question was something of a bugbear to the gentleman avlio had just delivered himself; but I had no time for reflection for the old gentleman made his appear ance at this instant and conducted me to the vault below. The heavy iron door ELBERTON, GEORGIA, AUGUST 13, 1873. of the large vault in which the bank’s funds were, stood wide open affording a view of the interior, which presented a scene and confusion not unfamiliar to my eyes. Books and papers lay on the floor in every direction, where they had been thrown after gratifying the curiosity of the burglars. I stooped to pick up a crumbled docu ment that lay at my feet, and as I did so the sparkle of a gem, heretofore conceal ed by the paper, caught my eye. With a quick motion of the hand I picked the stone from the floor and held it concealed in the palm of my hand when I perused the document, more to conceal the exul tation I felt at obtaining so important a clue, than for any other reason. Having glanced at several papers sim ilar to the one I first picked up, I began a thorough search of the vault, which proved fruitless; but the diamond in my possession was sufficient foundation on which to weave a net-work ox circumstan tial evidence. “Well, sir,” queried the president, as I signified my intention of returning above, “have you discovered anything that would be likely to aid you in bring ing the villains to grief ?” I nodded. “Ah ! then you will have no difficulty in bringing the authors of this deed to justice ?” “None whatever.” “Good! I am glad to hear you say that. Only catch the perpetrators and they shall be prosecuted to the full ex tent of the law!” And he brought his cane down as if to give force to his utter ance. “You may possibly have occasion to retract the assertion,” I mentally added as I made a few notes in my diary. Having no further business at the bank I took my departure and went to a cd£- bratt ■ s cstnblial*y | --•'’i’aii! Street! /file me, and intuitively guessing my business, conducted me to his private office. “Well, Tracy, what's rrp?” he inquired w hen we had become seated. “Nothing unusual,” I replied, “You have heard of the Clifton Bank robbery I presume ?” “The Clifton Bank ? Ah yes, did bear some one remarking about it. There was no account of it in the morning pa pers.” “No, I believe not. The affair was not known in time for the reporters to get hold of it. Well, sir, the bank has been robbed to the tune of fifteen thousand dollars, and I am engaged on the case.” “Hum! Indeed ! Hope you’ll catch the rascals, old boy. Dreadful state of things to exist in a small city like this,” and the little man twisted uneasily in his seat. “Not so bad as you imagine. Be calm my friend; the parties that robbed the Clifton bank likely to pay yorr a visit.” “Ah! I hope your surmises are cor rect ; but pray tell me your reasons for thinking as you do.” “Certainly. In the first place, the bank robbery is the work of one man, and he is not a professional burglar; in the sec ond place, the man cares more for green backs than lie does for gold ornaments, and w r ould not plunder your- place for all there is in it; in fact, this very same par ty ow-ned a diamond, but threw it away rather than carry it around with him. It is very pretty is it not?” And 1 held the stone up to him. The jeweller- took it, examined it close ly, and retm-ned it to me with the re mark : “It is as you remark, a very pretty stone, and I might add, very valuable for a gem of its size. That is your clue I presume ?” “Yes ; the only clue I happen to pos sess. Now, then, lam anxious to find the ring to which this stone belongs, and you will please allow me to see the rings that have been left here for resetting since the robbery.” “With pleasure. Excuse me a mo ment.” And my friend disappeared, and re turned a minute later, with a number of rings on a tray, which he placed on a ta ble and began to examine the label at tached. “Some of these rings have been in our possession several days. All ! here’s one received this morning. Jan. 11, diamond setting,—E. Baker.” And he read the inscription. I took the ring from his hand and ex amined it. It was a finely chased ling of virgin gold, with the stone missing. I fitted the diamond to the setting, and passed it to my friend. “By Jove ! Tracy, that is the very ring you are in search of. Now, let me see.” And he went nearer the light. “Yes there can be no doubt of it. The stone sits in the setting nicely, and, now that I think of it, it is of the same size and.quality as ordered.” “What name did you say the party gave ?" “Baker—Emily Baker.” “Emily Baker! then it was a lady.” “I presume so; at all events she look ed and acted like one.” “When is she to call for the ring ?” “To-morrow afternoon.” “I must see her when she calls, and in order that I may play my cards to better advantage, I shall enter- your ser-vice as clerk. What do you say ?” “I am perfectly willing, but take care what you do, old boy; there may be some mistake.” “That is very true, and if such should be the case, you may rest assured that I shall discover it in time. Did I under stand you to say that you had promised to have the ring to-morrow afternoon ?” “No, sir; I said nothing of the kind. She said she would call for it to-morrow afternoon, and I simply nodded an as sent." “Then lay the ring aside, and leave the rest, to me. I shall call again to-mor row; until then adieu.” And I passed into the street. I hid thus far met with better success than £had anticipated, but I was nowise elated! or thrown off my guard, for I knew t had a genuine sharper to deal wif '/whom it would be a difficult matter to (.Vwit. xithe day I visited several places tattle g4ne of fara” was in full lip several items of fti terel f all of which tended to convince me tifit I was on the right scent. Eatfly next morning I repaired to my frier jg’s estabhshment, and was assigned a position behind the counter, where it is needless to say, I felt ill at ease ; but years of training and patient study had enabled me to act almost any role to per fection, and it was not long before the feeling of uneasiness wore off. The day dragged slowly along, for trade was not very biisk, and the clerks had but little to do besides reading the papers and yawning at each other across the glass cases. Four o’clock ! Would the owner of the ring never come 1 I asked myself the question a hundred times, and was on the point of saying so again, when the door slowly opened and a heavily veiled figure glided in and approached the coun ter, and in a somewhat faltering voice in quired : “Is Mr. in ?” “No madam he is not,” I replied, “Can I do anything for you f” “I daresay you can. I left a ring in care of Mr. , for a diamond setting which was to be ready this afternoon. You will please let me have it, together with the bill.” “What name?” I inquired, bringing out the tray containing the articles left for repairs. “Emily Baker.” “Emily Baker,” I mused picking up several rings and examining them. “It does not appear to be among these. Ah ! I recollect what has become of it,” and I replaced the tray and took from the glass cases a small box, removed the lid, and exposed the ring to view. “Is that your ring madam ?” “It is. Why has it not been attended to ?” “Simply because the original stone has been recovered, and presuming that you would prefer that to any other, we have waited till we could hear from you. ” “The original has been recovered ! I do not understand you,” and her voice sounded strangely masculine. “Pray tell me where it was found.” “Certainly. It was found just where you left it—in the vault of the Clifton Bank,” and I reached across the counter and with the quickness of thought tore the veil from the face of no less a person age than the cashier of the Clifton Bank. He saw that it was all up wnth him, and quietly submitted to the handcuffing process ; but when I took him before the chief he broke down, and begged piteous ly to be let off for the sake of his wife and child. When on trial he confessed tha,t he had stolen the bank’s funds to liquidate gambling debts, and having missed the stone of his ring after the robbery, and fearing tliat it might lead to his detec tion had attempted to have it replaced, as we have shown. A philosophical Kentuckian who had but one shirt, and was lying in bed while the garment was drying on the clothes line in the yard, was startled by an ex clamation from his wife to the effect that “ The calf had eaten it.” “ Well,” said the Kentuckian, with a spirit worthy of a better cause, “ well, them who liaß must lose.” Vol. 11.-ISTo. 16. ODE VISITOR. He came in with an interrogation point in one eye, and a stick in one hand. One eye was covered with a handkerchief and one arm in a sling. His bearing was that of a man with a settled purpose in view. “I want to see,” said he, “the man that puts things into this paper.” We intimated that several of us earn ed a frugal livelihood in that way. “WeH, I want to see the man which cribs things out of the other papers. The fellow who writes mostly with shears, you understand.” We explained to him that there were seasons when the most gifted among us, driven to frenzy by the scarcity of ideas and events, and by the clamorous de rnands of an insatiable public, in mo ments of emotional insanity plunged the glittering shears into our exchanges. He went on calmly, but in a voice tremulous with suppressed feelings, and indistinct through the recent loss of a half a dozen or so of his front teeth: “Jirst so. I presume so. I don’t know- much about this business, but I w-ant to see a man—the man that printed that little piece about pouring cold water down a drunken man’s spine of his back, and making him instantly sober. If you please, I want to see that man. I would like to talk with him.” Then he leaned his stick against our desk and spit on his serviceable hand, and resumed Iris hold on the stick as though he was weighing it. After stu dying the stick a minute, he added in a somewhat louder tone: “Mister, I came here to see that ’ere man. I want to see him bad.” We told him that particular- man w r as not in. “Just so. I presume so. They told me before I come that tire man I wanted to see wouldn t be anywhere. I’ll wait for him. I live up north, and I’ve walk ed seven miles to converse with that man. I guess I’ll sit down and wait.” He sat down by the door and reflect ively pomided the floor with his stick, but bis feelings would not allow him to keep still. “I suppose none of you didn’t ever pour much cold water down any drunk en man’s back to make him instantly so ber, perhaps.” None of us in the office had tried the experiment. “Just so. I thought just as like as not you had not. Well, mister, I have. I tried it yesterday, and I have come sev en miles on foot to see the man that printed that piece. It wasn’t much of a piece, I don’t think; but I want to see the man that printed it, just a few min utes. You see, John Smith, he lives next door to my house, when I’m to home, and he gets how-come-you-so every little period. Now, when he’s sober, he’s all right if you keep out of his way; but when he’s drunk, he goes home and breaks dishes, and tips over the stove, and throws the hardware around, and makes it inconvenient for his wife, and sometimes he gets his gun and goes out calling on his neighbors, and it ain’t plea sant. “Not that I want to say anything about Smith; but me and my wife don’t think he ought to do so. He came home drunk, yesterday, and broke all the kit chen windows out of his house, and fol lowed his wife around with the carving knife, talking about her liver, and after a while he lay down by my fence and went to sleep. I had been reading that little piece ; it wasn’t much of a piece, and I thought if I could pour some wa ter down his spine, on his back, and make him sober, it would be more com fortable for wife, and a square thing to do all around. So I poured a bucket of spring water down John Smith’s spine of his back.” “Well,” said we, as our visitor paused “did it make him sober ?” Our visitor took a firmer hold of his stick, and re plied, with increased emotion: “Just so. I suppose it did make him as sober as a judge in less time than you could say Jack Robinson; but, mister, it made him mad. It made him the mad dest man I ever saw, and Mister John Smith is a bigger man than me, and stouter. He is a good deal stouter. Bla— bless him, I never knew he w r as half so stout till yesterday; and he’s han dy with his fists, too. I should suppose he’s the handiest man with his fists I ever saw.” “Then he went for you, did he ?” wc asked innocentlv. “Just so. Exactly. I suppose he went for me about the best he knew; but I don’t hold no grudge against John Smith. I suppose lie ain’t a good man to hold a grudge against; only I want UJ see that man what printed that piece. I want to see him bad. I feel as though it would soothe me to see that man. I want to show him how a drunken man acts when you pour water down the spine of his back. That’s what I come for.” Our visitor, who had poured water down the spine of a drunk man’s back, remained until about 6 o’clock in the evening, and then went up the street to find the man that printed that little piece. The man he is looking for started for Alaska last evening for a summer vaca tion, and will not be back before Sep tember, 1878.—Utica [N. Y.] Herald. GOTLIEB SOHEEEER’S LITTIE JOKE. There is an anecdote of Gotlieb Scheer er, who, twelve years ago, was an active Philadelphia politician, and Vice-Presi dent Dallas, which is here first given in print. Some thirty years ago Mr. Dallas was cormsel in a case in Philadelphia, and Mr. Scheerer was called in as a Wit ness. The following questions were put by Mr. Dallas: “Mr. Scheerer, were you in Harrisburg last June?” “Last June, did you say, Mr. Dallas ?” “Yes, last June ; don’t repeat nfy qu’es tion, but answer it.” After some moments of study thle an swer came: “No, Mr. Dallas, I Was not in Harrisburg last Jmre.” “Were you in Harrisburg last July?” “He reflected again, and slowly said, ‘No, Mr. Dallas, I was not in Harrisburg in Jrrly.’” “Wereyou therein August, Mr. Scheer er ?” The witness again meditated, anti said, 1 “No, Mr. Dallas, I was not there iir Au gust.” “Were you there in September ?" Here Mr. Scheerer reflected longer than before, and replied: “No, Mr. Dal las, I was not in Harrisburg in Septem ber.” Mr. Dallas became tired of his Irarren result, and raising his voice, said: “Mr. Scheerer, will you tell thfe court when you were in Harrisburg ?" “Mr. Dallas,” said Scheerer, “I never was in Harrisburg in my life,^* The court, the audience, and Gbth'Cb Scheerer enjoyed the joke, but Mr. Dal las did not heartily partake of the rherri rnent created. ROBERTS OF DANBURY.' When you are carrying several articles and one of them slips, it is best not to try to recover it. An Essex street man named Roberts was helping his wife pre pare the dinner table on Sunday, as one of the deacons was to dine with them. Roberts took a plate of steak in one hand and the coffee-pot in the other, and had a dish of peas on the arm with the steak. The wind blew the dining-room door partly to as he approached it, and put ting out his foot to push it back, the arm with the peas moved out of plumb, and the dish commenced to slide. A cold streak flew up Roberts’ spine, and his hair began to raise, and he felt a sudden sickness at the stomach, but he dodged ahead to save the peas, partly caught them, made a wrong move, lost them again, jabbed at them with the coffee pot, upset the steak dish, and in springing back to avoid the gravy stepped on the cat that belonged to the family down stairs, and came to the floor in a heap, with the steak and peas and a terribly mad cat under him, and an overflowing pot of scalding coffee on top of him. Then he bounded up, and stamped on the steak dish, and picked lip the other dish and threw it out of the window, and finished that performance in time to hurl the coffee-pot and the remaining contents after the cat, which was making the very best time down the front stairway. The deacon didn’t stay to dinner. Roberts retired to the bed-room with a bottle of sweet oil and a roll of Cotton batting, and Mrs. Roberts went over to her moth er’s to cry.—[Danbury News. MIRTH AT MEALTIME. Everybody should plan to have pleas ant conversation at the table, just as they have for good food. A little story-tell ing, a little reading—it may be of hu morous things, anecdotes, etc., will often stimulate the joyous element of the mind and cause it to act vigorously. Try and avoid going to the table all tired out. Let all troublesome topics be avoided. Don’t scold domestics. Don’t discipline children. Think and say something pleasant. Cultivate mirth, and laugh when anything witty is said. If possi ble, never eat alone. Invite a friend of whom you are fond, and try and have a good time. Friendship and friendly in tercourse at the table whets the appetite and promotes the flow of animal spirits. [Herald of Health. Read every page.