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SCHNEIDER,
DEALER IN
WINES, LIQUORS AND CIGARS
AUGUSTA, GA.
Agent for Fr. Schloifer & Co.’s San Francisco
CALIFORNIA. BRANDY.
HHOQifl CUEQUGT7 CHAMPAGNE.
E. H. SCHNEIDER,
__ Augusta, Georgia.
E. M. ROGERS,
Importer and dealer in
RIFLES, GONS PISTOLS
And Pocket Cutlery,
Amm inition of all Kinds,
245 BROAD STREET, ADGDSTA, GA.
REPAIRING EXECUTED PROMPTLY
V? .11. HOWARD C. 11. HOWABI). w.n. Howard, jr.
W. H. HOWARD & SONS,
COTTON FACTOBS
AND
cum iinms
COR. RAY AND JACKSON STS.,
AUGUSTA, GA.
Commissions for Selling Cotton $1 Per Bale.
Bagging and Ties Furnished.
ORDERS TO SEED OR HOLD COTTON STRICTLY
OBEYED.
Particular attention given to Weighing Cotton.
(£lbcrton guguif.ss Cards.
USHT BUGGIES.
,T. E. AlJlaip,
(JaBIAGb||UwAITR
ELHERTOV, GEORGIA.
REST workmen:
REST WORK!
IA) WEST PRICES!
Good Busfgies, warranted, - $125 to $l6O
Common Baggies - - - SIOO.
REPAIRING AX BbAOKSMITIIING.
Work done in this line in tlie very lx;st style.
The Host Harness
My 22-1 v
T' M. SWIFT. MACK ARNOLD
SWIFT & ARNOLD,
(Successor lo T. M. Swift,)
dealeks IX
DRY GOODS,
GROCERIES, CROCKERY, BOOTS AND
SHOES, HARDWARE, &c.,
Public Square, GA,
H. K. GAIRDNER,
ELBERT ON, GA,
DKAI.F.R IN
DRY Hllf HICIIIE.
HARDWARE, CROCKERY,
BOOTS, SHOES, HATS
Notions, &o-
EtBEUTON FEMALE
Collcgiatejnstitutc
fIAHE exercises of tliis institute will be resum-
I ed on Monday, August 18ih. 1873.
terra, four months. Tuition, $2.50,
$3.50, and $5 per mouth, according to class
payable half in advance.
Mrs. HkStek will continue .in charge of tbs
Musical Department.
Hoard in the best families can be obtained at
from $lO to sls per month.
For further information address the Principal,
H. P. SIMS.
JOHN T. OSBORN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW
ELBERTOS, ftA.
Will give undivided attention to law cases.
ANDREW HALE HIGH SCHOOL
PLBERTON. ga-
P. E DAVANT, A M., - - Piticipal
GEO. Q. QUILLIAN, - - A^Maui
Fall term commences Monday, Aug. 19, 1872.
riAHE course of instruction in this institution
_L is thorough and by the analytic system.
The pupils are taught to think and reason for
themselves. Boys will be thoroughly prepared
for any class ill college. Those desiring aspeedy
preparation for business can take a shorter
course in Analytic Arithmetic, Surveying, Book
keeping, &c.
The discipline of tiie school will be firm and
inflexible. An effort will be.padfin all cases
to* control students by appealing to their sense
of duty and honor, but at all events the discip
line will be maintained.
Kales of Tuition: Ist class, $2.50 permonth ;
2d class, $3.50; 3d class, ss—one-half in ad
vance.
Board in good families $lO per month
THE GAZETTE.
ISTew Series.
A MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE.
I “My dear,” said mamma, “now you’ve
1 an opportunity of ingratiaing yourself
with Aunt Rebecca.”
“I don’t know that I particularly de
sire to do so,” I remarked, rather test
ily.
“Don’t show your temper, my dear,’’
said mamma. “That’s your chief fault
my child. You know that your aunt is
an old lady, and not likely to live very
long, and that is one thing you should
remember.”
“She’ll live long enough to say some
thing sarcastic at my funeral, probably,”
said I.
“My dear,” said mamma, “there you
go again. You know as well as Ido
that your great-aunt is an excellent wo
man.”
“And has SIOO,OOO to leave in hex
will,” said I.
“Exactly.”
“And lam no time-server. I shan’t
stand and wait for dead aunt's shoes,’
said I.
“I don’t want you to do it,” said she;
“but it would be very nice that she
should remember you. One can do a
great many pleasant things with mon
ey."
I was the eldest of nine children, the
youngest being just one year old. We
lived in a little country place, and my
father was a Presbyterian clergyman.—
The congregation considered his salary
tremendous, and mamma’s black silk
dess quite good enough for a clergy
man’s wife. As for mamma, she was al
ways darning stockings, or turning
dresses, or the parlor carpet, or wonder
ing how the mutton would look after
three or four brother clergymen from
another State, who walked directly to
the pastor’s house as though it was a
hotel, had finished their meal. We al
ways had on hand a clergyman, or a
deacon, or a colporteur.
Nowand tlien tfeese latter turned oat
to be impostors, who had packed up a
few tracts and good books in order to
board cheaply at clergymen’s houses,
but we never suspected the next new
comer on that account. Poor things!
many of them could make allowances for
the parlor carpet and the small joint
from their own experience.
Aunt Rebecca had been mortally of
fended when mamma married pappa,
and had said that “she wished she had
married a chimney-sweep, because he
would have earned his breakfast before
he ate it.” She believed in clergymenin
the abstract, however, and went to
church regularly.
Not to papa’s church; to a much more
stylish one at the other end of the town,
near which she lived, with two servants,
a man and woman, and a pet poodle.—
She did not often honor-ns with a visit
or a note, but to-day one had come, ask
ing mamma to send me over. An awful
thing had happened. The man had
married the maid, and both had taken
leave together.
“This horrible ingratitude leaves me
without help,” wrote my aunt Rebec
“Send Hannah to meat once.”
And I had declared to myself that I
would not go.
However, I obliged mamma, of course,
and after some grumbling, packed a lit
tle traveling bag and walked over to my
grand aunt’s residence, in no amiable
state of mind. I found her no better
than myself, and was told that I had not
been invited for my company, but in or
der that I might remain at home while
she went to New York for new serv
ants.
‘•I shall expect you to put the house
to rights and have dinner well cooked
by six o'clock, said Aunt itebecca; and
by way of payment I’ll bring you anew
dress. You need one. You are awful
shabby.”
“I wouldn’t let any old lady go with
out her dinner. As for your new
dress, keep it yourself. You need one
too.”
For Grand aunt Itebecca had a fashion
of wealing old silks and satins until they
split, and of trimming her garments with
real lace iu its last stages, rich woman
as she was.
“Saucy girl,” said Aunt Itebecca.—-
“However, it is in you. What is born
in the blood always comes out in the
flesh.”
Whereupon Aunt Rebecca flounced
up stairs to make ready for her journey,
I took off my hat and made up my mind
ELBERTON, GEORGWECEMBER 3, 1873.
that I would never enter her | >
In fifteen minutes she came aHn
stairs in an antediluvian cloak of||pe
richest silk, and an ancient bonnet Mm
twenty-five years before had cost
“Good-bye to you,” said she.
ner is given out; you’ve only to cdok it
—six, remember, is the hour. Twill
stick to my bargain. I will buy you a
blue merino, ten yards. You can make
it out of ten yards if you are ecojgpm-
I made her no answer—and she de
parted.
I saw her leave the parlor door. I
cannot say I saw her go any father.—
When it became necessary for me to
give my testimony I could not absolute
ly swear that I saw her go down the
street; but my impression was then that
she walked to the'corner, turned it, and
tooke the train for New York at the de
pot.
I had been in the habit of living in the
midst of a large family, and the solitude
of my aunt’s house oppressed me. A
vague fear of burglars or sneak thieves
troubled me, and my first care was to
lock up all the pantries, the cellar door,
and fasten the keys to a cord at my
waist. Then I swept and dusted, fed
the poodle, watered the flowers, and
having lunched on bread and butter,
made up my mind there was nr thing
more to do for several hours, and went
out into the garden with a book, which
so occupied me that I found that it was
four o’clock when I closed it at the last
page.
It was’liigh time to begin preparations
for dinner, and I went to work with a
will. I was in a better temper, and be
sides I bad no wish to disgrace myself.
I did my best. No cook reed to have
been ashamed of my handiwork, as it s it
in its uncovered dishes on the
waiting for aunt’s r
six. * 1 ;
expected Aim t Re
becca.
I remember standing at the dining
room window and watehing the people
go by from the depot. I was so posi
tive that Aunt Rebecca would appear the
next moment, that when all had pass ed
and she cam-3 not, 1 felt quite startled,
indeed.
: “She must have stopped on the wry,”
I said; but the hours passed on and did
not bring her. It was seven—it was
eight—it was nine o’clock, and my din
ner simmered on the range, totally
spoiled, and still Aunt Rebecca did not
come.
There were no more trains from New
York that night. What could have hap
pened,
I was despite my bad temper rather
more than soft-hearted. I began to feel
alarmed.
“Poor old thing!” I thought; “she
ought not to travel aloae. If anything
has happened to her in the city, it will
be dreadful.”
Then I began to cry softly to myself,
but after all, she was so queer. It might
be she had stayed at some friend s, or
at a hotel.
I took courage. I drove away all my
tears. At ten o’clock I retired to bed,
and the shriek of the early train awak
eued me. But Aunt Rebecca did not
come by the early train, or by any oth
er. At three o’clock that afternoon I
sent a boy for my fathei’, and gave my
self up to despair.
My father arrived post-haste.
“What is this about Aunt Rebecca ? ’
he said.
I told him. He looked grave, and
asked where she had gone. I knew the
address of the intelligence office where
she expected to find her servants, and
gave it to him.
“The first thing to do,” said he, “is to
go there and make inquiries. If I run
down on the next train I can be back by
the six o’clock one.
And off my father ‘running,
around the comer like a boy, and terri
fying me for his safely should he attempt
to catch the train after it had started for
the city.
However, that he caught it safely was
proven by the fact that he returned safe
and whole at six— safe, but, alas ! with
dreadful tidings. Aunt Rebecca had
not been seen at the office, nor at her
friend's; and the conductor of the train,
who knew her well, could not remember
having taken her down the day before.
No sign or token of her existence the
previous morning. She had disappear
, peared.
This was all very dreadful. By this
time the news had spread everywhere.—
Mamma and the two eldest had come
over.
The physician had dropped in, and a
number of neighbors. We sat in the
front parlor, and talked of Aunt Rebec
ca.
“She was quite elderly,” said the doc
tor, “and stout. Probably she had an
attack of apoplexy, and been taken to an
hospital.
When he said this mamma began to
cry.
“Poor dear!” she said. “I cannot
bear to think of it. Why did you not
go to the hospital, Mr. Bradman. I
should have thought of it, my dear, I
know.”
“I will go at once,” said my father,
sorrowfully.
“There is not another train to night,’ ’
said Mr. Bobbs from next door. “But
I tell you, why not call in Mr. Noggins ?
He’s a New York detective. He will be
certain to find her if she is alive any
where.”
Then somebody went for Mr.- Nog
gins, the New York detective. He came
at once.
“Robbed and murdered,” was this
gentleman’s verdict; at which I shriek
ed aloud.
“Had she money with her?” he ask
ed.
“I suppose she had some,” I replied,
awkwardly.
“Robbed, of course—maybe gagged
and-thrown into the Hudson,” said Mr.
Nogins; “perhaps drugged and locked
up somewhere.”
“Poor aunty!’’ said I. And I shrieked
again:
“Oh, ungrateful wretch that I was to
be so saucy, and the poor dear was go
ing to buy me a blue merino ! Oh! oh !
It is awful 1 I can’t bear it!
Ear • • . .
“Look here, young lady," said the de
tective, “I’ve got a question to ask you
You were here alone with your aunt
yesterday V
“Yes, sir, I was,” said I amidst my
tears.
“Were you and your aunt on good
terms ?”
‘•I—I—I don’t know—not very,” I
stammered.
“You had a quarrel with her V said
he.
“Yes, sir,” said I, “we had a little
quarrel. ”
The detective looked at me very grave
ly.
“What are those at your waist ?” he
asked.
“They are the house-keys,” I answer
ed.
“Did your aunt give them to you ? ’ he
asked.
‘ ‘No,” said I.
“Give them to me,” said he sternly.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I have great ex
perience in such matters. I have no
doubt we shall find the lady weltering
in her blood somewhere on her own
premises. Don’t allow that young lady
to leave the room. My supicions point
toward her. Mr. Bradman, come with
me, we must search the house, thorough-
Then came a moment in which the
neighbors looked at me in horror; and
my mother, with a wild shriek, fell over
upon a sofa near by. in a severe fainting
fit.
They searched the house—my poor
father in a state of boiling indignation,
the detective cool as a cucumber. They
found no gory body under the cellar
paving stones, of course, but in an up
per wardrobe, whither she had gone for
her parasol, and into which I had locked
her. They found Aunt Rebecca alive,
though half suffocated and nearly starv
ed.
She said she had been shrieking all
the while, ami I do not doubt it, from
her hoarse condition.
Having beaten me with her parasol
until she broke it, she exonerated me
from an attempt at murder, and ordered
me and everybody connected with me
out of her house.
No one blamed her for her indigna
tion, and everybody blamed me for my
stupidity, of course. I was taken home
in ignominy, and two months afterward
my aunt Rebecca solemnized her nup
tials with the deteetive, Mr. Noggins,
and our hopes of her fortune came to an
end for ever.
Vol. 11.-No. 32.
AGRICULTURE A ERAUD.
The Cincinnati Times has this on ag
riculture :
The basest fraud on earth is agricul
ture. The deadliest ignus fatuus that
glittered to beguile and dazzled to betray,
is agriculture. I speak with feeling on
this subject, for I've been glittered and
beguiled, and dazzled and destroyed by
this same arch deceiver. She has made
me a thousand promises, and broken ev
ery one of them. She has promised me
early potatoes, and the rain has drowned
them; late potatoes and the drouth has
withered them. She has promised me
summer squashes, and the worms have
eaten them; winter squashes, and the
bugs have devoured them. She has pro
mised me cherries, and the curculio has
stung them, and they contain living
things, uncomely to the eye and unsavo
ry to the taste. She has promised straw
berries, and the young chickens have de
voured them, and the eye cannot see
them. She has promised tomatoes and
the old hens have encompassed them,
and the hand cannot reach them.
No wonder Cain killed his brother.
He was a tiller of the soil. The wonder
is that he didn’t kill his father, aud then
weep because he hadn’t a grandfather to
kill. No doubt liis Early Rose potatoes
for which he paid Adam $7 a barrel, had
been cut down by bugs, from the head
waters of the Euphrates. His Pennsylva
nia wheat had been winter killed, and
wasn’t worth cutting. His Norway oats
had gone to straw, and would not yield
five pecks per acre, and his black Span
ish watermelons had been stolen by boys,
who had pulled up the vines, broken
down the patent picket fence, and writ
ten scurrilous doggerel all over his back
gate. No wonder he felt mad when lie
saw Abel whistling along with his fine
French merinoes worth $8 a head, and
wool going up every day. No wonder
he wanted to kill somebody, and thought
he'd practice on Abel.
And Noah's getting drunk was not at
all surprising. He had become a husband
man. He had thrown away magnificent
opportunities. He might have had a mo
nopoly of any profession or business.
Had he studied medicine there would
not have been another doctor within a
thousand miles to call him “Quack,” and
every family would have bought a bottle
of “Noah’s Compound Extract of Gopher
Wood and Anti-Deluge Syrup.” Asa
politician, he might have carried his own
will’d solid, and controlled two-thirds of
the delegates in the convention. Asa
lawyer, he would have been retained m
every case tried at the Ararat Quarter
Sessions, or the old Aik High Court of
Admiralty. But he threw away all these
advantages and took to agriculture. For
a long time the ground was so wet he
could raise nothing but sweet flag and
bullrushes, and these at last became a
drug in the market. What wonder that
when he did get half peck of grapes that
were not stung to death by Japhet’s ho
ney bees, lie should have made wine and
drowned his sorrows in a “flowing bowl.
The fact is agriculture would demoralize
a saint. I was almost a saint when I
went into it. I’m r demon now. I’m at
war with everything. I fight myself out
of bed at 4 o’clock, when all my better
nature tells me to lie still till 7. I fight
myself into the garden to work like a
brute, when reason and instinct tell me
to stay in the house and enjoy myself
like a man. I fight the pigs, the chick
ens, the moles, the birds, the bugs, the
worms—everything in which is breath
of life! I fight the docks, the burdocks,
the mulleins, the thistles, the grapes, the
weeds, the roots —the whole vegetable
kingdom. I fight the heat, the frost, the
rain, the hail—in short I fight the uni
verse, and get whipped in every battle.
—“ Some years ago,” said old Hank,
“I took a bed-bug to an iron foundry,
and dropped it into the ladle where the
melted iron was, and had it run into the
skillet. Well, my old woman used that
skillet pretty steady for the last six years,
and here the other day she broke it all
to smash, and what do you think, gen
tlemen, that 'ere insect just walked out
of his hole, where he’d been lying like a
frog in a rock, and made tracks for his
old roost up-stairs. But, by George, gen
tlemen, he looked mighty pale.”
A lady recently said to an Irish man
servant, “I wish you would step over and
see how old Mrs. Jones is this morning.”
He returned in a few minutes with the
information that Mrs. Jones was seven
ty-two years old.
WASHINGTON.
CORRESPONDENCE OF THE GAZETTE.
Washington City, Nov, 17,1873.
Mr. Editor: Notwithstanding our rep
utation as a “ money worshiping nation,”
questions of finance—“panic,” “resump
tion,” “inflation," “contraction," et id
omne genus —have incontinently given
way to the now all-absorbing topic—
“ Cuba!” The disastrous effects Jof the
“ late unpleasantness ” seem to be for
gotten in the new excitement, and the
Press teems with editorials and our pol
iticians are loud in their cries for “War!
War!” They are oblivious of the Ala
bama while considering the Virginius,
and shut their eyes to the fact that, leav
ing out the murdering of the officers
and crew, the cases are very similar—the
one fitted out in England to war against
the United States, the other fitted out
in the United States to war against
Spain. But, philosophically considered,
perhaps “filthy lucre” is at the bottom
of the present outcry. Shoddy would
like another chance to furnish either side
with supplies in exchange for greenbacks
or Spanish gold. Those who have sent
and received leaden bullets —not paper
pellets—should have had enough of war
for one generation at least, unless the
cause is unquestionable. But it is highly
probable that the war cloud will pass
away—certainly if the meeting of Con
gress were a little further off. The Ex
ecutive and his advisers seem inclined to
hold back against the public clamor and
to act with calmness and forethought.
The forthcoming message of the Presid
ent will, in view of passiug events, be
looked for with eagerness, and will have
great weight in allaying the excited state
of public feeling and in shaping future
action. While all true friends of liberty
can but regret the untimely end of Cap
tain Fry and the noble band of patriots
who met their uoom with him, yet wo
must remember that we owe a duty to
the living as well as the dead, and reluct
to shed more blood until the righteous
ness of the cause is well assured, after
calm consideration. “Be sure you’ro
right, then go ahead,” is as wise a maxim
to-day as when uttered by Davy Crock*
ett.
Financial matters here are in almost
as bad a state as in the monetary centres.
And although the Government disburses
fully a million dollars a month to those
who must expend it for the necessaries
of life, yet the payment of obligations
seems to be the exception, not the rule.
Our c itjr. Mi. Ehlitor, httn been vastly
improved since you were here. Then
badly-paved and unpaved streets, now
one may ride all day long on carriage
ways as smooth and clean as a well kept
side-walk, and not travel over the same
street twice. All this has cost much
money, but the time is not far distant
when this Capital will stand uneqaled
for beauty, health, and pleasure. It is
even now the objective point for wedding
trips, and numbers of happy couples may
be seen on our avenues any fine day.
The late State elections indicate that
the obituary remarks on the demise of
the Democratic party were premature.
It seems to boa rather “lively corpse.”
The Virginia Republicans tried to ig
nore the only live issue in their creed
negro equality, social as well as political;
but it was to them as the dagger of Brr
tus was to Csesar. The defeated cand
date for governor is out in a letter, giv
ing all sorts of reasons but the true one
—that white men are not yet ready to
submit to negro lule, where they hive a
choice in the matter.
In the Supremo Court, yesterday, in
the case of Malone vs. The State of
Georgia, the court denied the prayer for
mandamus. The petitioner was tried
and convicted of murder in the Superior
Court of Fulton County, and setenced to
be hanged on the present month. Among
other reasons set forth for anew trial,
he avers that the jury was empaneled
from a certain class of white persons, to
the exclusion of many colored citizens
competent to perform jury duty. The
court decides that no Federal question
is presented in the record. J. L. P.
WANTED "TATER.”
At one of the hotels yesterday was a
family traveling West from Vermont.
The wife was continually badgering the
husband for his method of doing this
and that, evidently supposing that eve
rybody was noticing his unaristocratic
ways. At the table she passed him the
potatoes and he took off a small moun
tain, and in three minutes held his plate
for more. She winked at him, but he
was determined, and he sliotited: “Eliz
abeth Jones, you may wink and blink all
day, but I’m going to have some more
tater or bust the bank!” He got some.
[Detroit Free Press.
“I have a fuel-saving cook,” said on©
lady to another.
“What do you mean ? How fuel-sav
ing f’
“She is always boiling with indignu
| fcion."