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THE GAZETTE.
ISTew Series.
POETICAL.
ENCHANTED.
She sat in a piteous hut
In a wood where poisons grew;
Withered was every leaf,
And her face was withered too ;
Like a sword the fierce wind cut
Her worn heart through and through.
Gray as the frost was her hair,
Dim as the dusk were her eyes,
As still as stone was her mouth ;
Yet she knew that she was fair,
And she knew that she was wise,
Therefore she waited here.
Away and so far away,
She looked for a light and a sigh ;
“Oh she has not forgotten me!
What should I care to-day,
When all ta-morrow is mine ?
I am content to stay.”
On the heights the hail would beat,
In the thorns would sink the snow,
And theehasm3 were weird with sound,
Yet the years would come and go;
Somewhere there is something sweet,
And some time I shall know.
“There is a land close by,
A land in reach of my arm ;
It is mine from shore to sea,
There the nightingales do fly,
There the bush of the rose is warm ;
I shall take it by and by.
“But the shape that guards the gate,
Where my mirror waits to show
How beautiful I am,
Oh, he makes me loth to go.
I Avait, and I wait, and I wait,
Throngh fear of him I know,
“But Who breaks this charm of breath,
Enchantment himself must wear,
Two from each other shrink
■ In the freezing dark.and stare
Ywirkij# for my kiss, oDeath!’
trihkejtio titer lair.”.
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CAPTURED ET TELEGRAPH.
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During- the winter of 1869, I was
employed as night operator irr the rail
road office at D The prin
cipal road between Chicago and Omaha
runs throngh D , and the great
irregular night trains, and constant dan
ger of collision resulting therefrom, ren
dered the position of night operator by
uo means an easy one. It may be well
to mention here, as necessary to the
following story— that besides the rail
road office, there was also at D a
business office of the Union Company.
This we always spoke of as the “down
town offiic.”
One stormy night, not far from eleven
o'clock, I sat at my desk—and for a
wonder, idle. The wires had not called
for some time and I was leaning back
in my chair listening to the wind outside
and reflecting upon the loneliness of
my situation. The eastern train had
crossed the river more than an hour ago;
all the depot officials had gone off home,
and so far I was entirely alone in the
vast building.
Finally, tired of thinking, I picked up
the evening paper and glanced listlessly
over its columns. Among other things
I read the detailed account of a fearful
tragedy that had occurred fifty miles up
the river on the previous night. Three
raftsmen, well known as desperate char
acters in that vicinity, had entered the
cottage of one Mathews, a farmer living
in an isolated spot —had butchered the
farmer and his children, terribly maltre
ated his wife, and then departed as they
came, having taken with them whatever
plunder was handy. What interested
me most was a full description, for pur
poses of identification, of the chief of the
villainous trio, Tim Lynch.—Here it
is:
SSOO reward will be paid for informa
tion leading to the capture, dead or alive,
of Tim Lynch, the ringleader of the |
Matthews tragedy. Lynch is a remark
ably large man, six feet four inches in i
height, very heavy, and broad across the
shoulders. Eyes greenish gray, with a
deep scar over the right one. Hair
wiry, black, and beard of same color.
When first seen he was dressed in black
Kossuth hat, faded army overcoat, pants
of grey jeans, and heavy boots.—The
above reward will be paid to any one
furnishing positive information of his
whereabouts.
(Signed) Sheriff of Cos.
At the very instant I finished reading
the advertisment, there occurred the
most remarkable coincidence that has
ever come under my observation I heard
a heavy tread on the stair, and then the
door opened and there entered—Tim
Lunch ! The moment I’set my eyes upon
him I recognized him as perfectly as
though I had known him all his life.
The army overcoat and grey pants tuck
ed into the heavy boots, the massive
frame and shoulders, the slouched hat
pulled down over his right eye to con
ceal—l was sure the scar, above all, a
desperate, hunted look in his forbid
ding countenance —all were not to be
mistaken. IJvvas as certain of his identi
ty as though he had stepped forward,
pulled off his hat to show the scar to me
told me his name.
To say that I was not alarmed at this
sudden and unwelcome intrusion would
be untrue. lam not a brave man. and
my present situation, alone in the depot
with a hunted murderer, was by no
( means reassuring. My heart beat vio
lently, but from mere force of habit, I
ESTABLISHED 1859.
ELBERTOX, GEORGIA, APRIL 7.1875.
arose and asked him to be seated. While
he turned to comply I succeeded in con
quering my agitation to some extent.
He drew a chair noisily forward, and sit
ting down threw op in his coat, displaying
by so doing a heavy navy revolver stuck
in his belt. Then he freed his mouth of
a quantity of tobacco juice, and spoke :
“Young feller,” he said, motioning
with his head toward the battery,” that
thar machine is what yer call a telegram,
I s’pose?”
“Well,” I answered, with a fait-t smile,
intended to be conciliatory, “that’s what
we senu telegrams by.”
“Wal, I want you to send a message
to a friend of mine out in Cohoe. I tell
yet aforhand I hain’ got no collateral.
But I kinder guess you better trust me,
young fellow (Here he laid his hand sig
nificantly on his belt.) “I’ll fetch it in
to morrow if its convenient.”
I hastened to say that the charge
could just as well be paid at the other
end by his friend.
“Umph ! Plagucy little you’ll get o’
Jim, I reckon. Howsumdever, perceed.”
“What is the message, and to whom
is it to go t”
“I waut you to tell Jim Fellers, of
Cohoe, that the bull quit here last night,
and ther sheep be close on his heels.’’
As he delivered this sentence he look
ed at me as if he expected me to be mis
tified. But I thought it best not to ap
pear so, and I said carelessly :
“I suppose you are a dealer in stock
and this is your partner? Ah, sir, the
telegraph helps you fellows out of many
a sharp bargain. ’
“Ya’as,” he answered slowly, evident
ly pleased with the way I took it. “Ya’-as
that is urn. I’m sending down of
stock. Bought it dog cheap over in
Genesee, yisterday. Burty lot as ever
you see.”
I turned to my instrument. What
was to be done? Though ours was a
rilaroad office, we often sent business
messages ; and if I did as usual now I
should probably get rid of my unwel
come visitor without further trouble.
But in the short conversation with him
I had somewhat recovered of my first
alarm, and 1 now conceived the idea of
attempting the capture of Tim Lynch.
, l- was only a poor salaried operator,
tryitfg*to save enough to marry in the
spring. Five hundred dollars would do
me a great deal -of good just now—to
say nothing of the eclat of tlio i thing.' But
how was it to be accomplished? Here was
1 alone in the depot with a man big
enough to whip his weight in such little
men as I was several times over. Any
attempt to secure him single-handed was
no to be thought of. But could I not
excuse myself, and going out fasten him
in? No; well I knew from the distrust
ful look in his face that any proposal of
mine to leave the room would be per
emptorily objected to by him. What
then ?
Why, simply this, I would telegraph
to the down town station. But alas !
That very day the connection between
the two offices had been cut for repairs
It was seldom used at any time of course.
But what of that ? It was only a ques
tion of a few seconds more time.
All these thoughts went through my
mind with a lightning'rapidity as I went
to the battery. Lynch regarded me
from the corner of his uncovered eye
with a suspicion that made me shake
in my shoes. As I sat down he arose
and came to my side.
“Look a here, young fellow,” he hissed
in my ear, and his breath was sickening
with the fumes of liquor, “perhaps you
mean fair enough—l hope ye do, for yer
own sake. But I don’t understand’
nothin’ ’bout them tellygrams, and I jist
want ter tell ye that yer’d better bo
squar’—for by the Eternal God! ef you
go back on me, I’ll stretch you on this
yere floor as stiff as ever 1 did a man
yit! and I felt the cold muzzle of his
revolver on my check. Perhaps my
voice trembled a little, but I was still un
moved in my resolution, as 1 replied:
“Never fear, sir ; I’ll tell him all about
the stock.” He muttered something to
himself, and still remained standing
over me.
You have heard perhaps how much an
operator can put into his touch. Why
there were dozens of different operators
communicating with our office, an 1 I
could tell at the instant, with out e/er
making a mistake, who it was signaling.
You could tell if a man was nervous
from his telegraphing just as you could
from his hand writing. The call that I
sent hurrying across the State to Council
Bluffs, must have rung out upon the
ears of the operator like a shriek.
“B. B. Are you there ?” was what I
asked and almost instantly came the
reply in the affirmative. Then trembling
I rattle off my messag'e; “For the
love of God, telegraph to our down-town
office at once. Tell them that f lim
Lynch is within two feet of me, and they
mas send help.”.
Ashort pause, as though my message
occasioned some surprise, and then came
| the response; ‘All right!’ which assured
me I need not repeat.
“Wei,” growled the deep voice of
Lynch, “are you going to send my mes
sage ?”
“I have sent it sir.”
‘What! Does all that ticking mean
what L told you?”
‘Yes and if you will wait fifteen or
twenty minutes you will get an answer.
‘Wal, dunno as I want an answer, Jim,
: he’ll understand it all right.’
“But I’ll tell you soon whether he s
| there or not. Sit down.”
' So Lynch reluctantly took his seat
looking around at the doors and win-
dows once in a while in an uneasy way.
I was determined to take him now at
any cost; and I verily believe I should
have planted myself in his path had he
insisted on going now.
“Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick!” the battery
called out, and I listened to the mes
sage. Keep cool. Gould has gone for
the police.’ Strange it was, wasn’t it ?
That I should sit there and talk through
two ! hundre dand fifty miles of space with
a man not a mile from me.
“What that signerfy?” inquired my
companion, as the tickin’ ceased ; and I
replied that the clerk at Cohoe, had just
written off the message and sent it out.
He seemed satisfied and settled back in
his chair, where he sat in sullen silence,
bis jaws going up and down, as ho
chewed his weed.
O, how slow the five minutes passed,
the suspense was terrible, I sat and
watched the minute hand of the clock,
and five minutes seemed as many
months. My companiou seemed nerv
ous too. Ho moved uneasy in his chair.
Ain’t it about time ye beard from Jim?”
he asked at length.
“We shall get word from him in a few
moments now,” I answered, and fell to
watching the clock again. Five min
utes more passed. Lynch got up and
began pacing to and fro across the room.
At length he paused and said.
“I don’t believe I’ll wait any more I've
got to see a man down at the Pennsyl
vania House, and he’ll be abed ef I don’t
git thar pretty soon.”
a “Hold on a moment and I’ll see what
they’re up to,” I cried hastily, and I
touched the key again. “Make haste,”
was my message, “I shall lose him if you
do not. Not a moment to spare.”
Straightway came the reply, short but
encouraging: “A squad of police started
for the depot five miutes ago.” Thank
heaven ! They ought to be here now. I
looked fit Lynch and thought of the five
hundred dollars.
“Wal, what’s the word?” he growled
impatiently.
“Your friend is coming,’ I answered
for want of a better reply.
■‘Cornin’! Whar?’
“Coming to the office of Cohoe. He
probably has an answer for you
“An answer for me? Jim Fellers?
What should he answer for? Lynch
stood in stupid thought for a moment
>md then he looked at me with a danger
bus light in his eye.
“Look a here, young fellow,” he
cried, “It's my private opinion you’re
lyin’ to mo. And ef ye are—’here he ut
tered a horrible oath—l'll cut your
skulkin heart out. I don’t know any
thing ’bout that- thar masheen, but I
swar Jim Fellers hain’t got nothing to
answer. More like he'd git up and scat
ter when he heard that message.”
He stood glaring at me as he uttered
these words, his hand on his revolver. I
cannot account for it. As I before re
marked, lam a timid man by nature. But
this action only made me bolder.
Everything depended upon keeping him
a few seconds longer. It must be done
at any cost. I tried anew plan.
“What do you mean, sir ?” I shouted
rising, “by coming into this office and
talking in that style ? Do you think 111
endure it? Leave this room at once, sir,
or I'll’— and I advanced threateningly
toward him. My unexpected attitude
seemed to amuse him more than any
thing else, but it silenced his suspicions
He put his hands in bis pockets and de
livered a loud laugh in my face.
“Wal, wal, my ba turn, ye needn’t git
so cantakerous. Wlio’d thought such a
little breeches as you had such spunk ?
Haw! haw! haw! Why I could haw
you up thout makin’ two bices of you ”
“Well, sir,” I said, still apparently un
modified, “either sit down and hold your
tongue, or else leave the office.” And
he good naturedly complied.
Once more we were sitting listening to
the ticking of the clock as the minutes
dragged their slow length along. Would
help never come ? Three minutes more.
Great heavens! The suspense was be
coming intolerable I must go to the
stair and listen if I die for it; I arose
and took a step toward the door, but a
voice stopped me.
“Hold!” shouted Lynch, standing
upright, all his suspicions aroused the
more; ‘yer can’t go out of that door
afore me, Come back here !”
“Sir!”
“Come back here, or by the Eternal”
—and the pistol muzzle looked mo in
face. He stood now half turned from
the door and I was facing it. Slowly with
out a particle of noise, l saw the knob
turn and a face under blue cap peep in.
Thank God ! Helh had come! I felt joy
uncontrollable come over me. I must
keep the murder s attention an instant
longer till someone could spring upon
him from behind. I walked straight up
to him, but his quick ear had caught a
movement behind. As he turned with
an oath I sprang upon him, and bore
down his, arm just as the revoler went
off, the ball burying itself harmlessly in
the floor. Before he could free himself
from my grasp half a dozen officers were
upon him and he was quickly secured.
The next morning the papers were fill
ed with glowing accounts of the capture
of the murderer, and praises of my con
duct. The principal business men of
the town made up a purse of five hundred
dollars and presented it to me ; and this,
with the reward that was paid me the
following week.jenabled me to get mar
ried at Christmas. But I shudder at th®
remembrance of that half hour I spent
i alone with Tim Lynch; and I don’t
■iiink one thousand dollars would tempt
me to go through it ag tin.
Vol. 111-No. 50.
THE BEST MILKER.
Mike Welsh had been recommended
to Simpson as a fit man to assist him in
taking care of horses and cows ; so Mike
was hired, and placed in charge of this
department. One morning, after Mike
had been a mont: at'the plr.ee, Simpson,
who had made ready to start oft’ with his
milk-cart, said to him :
“Mike, you may give the cows some
oatmeal this morning, and be sure that
you give my best milker an extra quan
tity.”
“The best milker, is it, sir ?”
“Yes, you know the old cow that gives
the most milk.”
“Bedad, I think I do, sir 1”
“Well, you give her four quarts of ths
mash.”
“Alll right sir,” said Mike, “I’ll do that
same thing.”
On the evening of that day Simpson
had occasion to go to the old wooden
pump in the yard. He tried the handle
but it wouldn't work. The pump seem
cd entirely choked up. Finally he dis
covered that all the upper part was load
ed with something very nearly resem
bling oatmeal mash. He called to his
man.
“Mike,” said he, “what is the matter
with the pump ?”
“The pump, is it, sir ?”
“Yes. How came this oatmeal mash
here ?”
“Sure, sir, I put it in myself.”
“You stupid blockhead ! why did you
do that ?”-
“Aud sure, it was yerself that told mo,
sir.”
“I—l told you to put it here ? ’
“Indade ye did, sir !”
“Why, you thick headed rascal, what
do you mean ?”
“Don’t be in a passion, master. Did
ye not tell me to give your best milker
an extra quantity of the mash ? And
where in all the world, I’d like to know,
is the crather that gives so much milk
for yer cans as does this old pump?”
GOING TO JAIL RATHER THAN SWEAR
AGAINST HIM.
In San Francisco the other night a
young man named Charles McGinnerty
was arrested on a charge of felony, and,
few moments after ho had been locked
up a young girl, between seventeen and
eighteen years of age, named Mary
Welch, entered the prison and asked for
a warrant charging McGinnerty with as
sault and battery, issued the day before,
be served upon him. Tho warrant was
duly executed, and Miss Welch was sub
poenaed to appear as a witness the fol
lowing Tuesday. On that day she did
appear, but the case was postponed; Ihe
next day when the case was called she
was absent.
A bench warrant was issued for her
and by virtue of that document she was
brought into court in the afternoon of
that day, and placed on the witness
stand.
“Raise your right hand and be sworn,”
said the clerk, addressing the young
lady.
“I do not wish to be sworn in this
case,” said Miss Welch
“Youa honor,” said the clerk, address
ing the Judge, this witness will not be
sworn.”
“Raise your hand and be sworn,” said
the Judge.
“I will not,” curtly remarked Miss
Welch.
“The court,” saik the judge, “orders
you to raise your hand and take an oath
to toll the truth, and nothing but the
truth, and if you refuse, the court to do
its duty will have to punish you for con
tempt.”
“You may do so if you wish,” said the
girl:
“I will go to jail for life before I will
say one single word against that young
man.”
“Then the court is to understand
that you refuse to be sworn ?” said the
judge. ,
“That’s what I mean, your honor, she
replied.
“Then, ’ said the judge, “tho court ad
judges you guilty of conten.pt of court,
and orders that you pay a fine of ten dol
lars, or be imprisoned for five days, and
further orders be imprisoned
in the county jail until you comply with
the order of the court.”
“Very well,” said Miss Welch, as she
left the witness stand and marched down
the stairs leading to the prison. As soon
as a commitment was made out, she was
removed to the county jail.
An old negro woman near Covington,
Kentucky, having a bedridden child of
whose care she was tired, decided to
burn it to death. She accordingly seat
ed it in a chair, and, tying it with a
rope, began carefully saturating it with
turpentine, a bottle of which she had
procured. Tho child in its struggles
knocked the bottle from the hand of its
mother aud broke it, saturating the
mother’s clothing with the inflammable
fluid. Tho mother’s clothing took fire
from the fireplace, and she abandoned
the terrible crime to save her own life
Running out she threw herself into a
creek near day to extinguish the flames,
but not until she was fatally burned.—
When in the agonies of death from her
burning the mother revealed tho facts as
above detailed.
“Mono poets” is the n; ma for persons
who write but one bit cf versa and die
This isn’t the kind of poet that writes
for the papers.
The lo:>3 men thi iktho moro they
For the Gazette.]
EIGHTY CONVICTS ESCAPER.
In this our day and time, when but
few things are eerta : n, many are certain
ly uncertain. Several tilings are uncer
tain, but it is very certain that if life,
health and good luck should last a few
minutes longer, that you will find out
what that old soldier’s third wish was.
As he had plenty of rum and sugar, what
else could could lie wish for? For his
houses all to be made of candy, do yon
guess ? Oh no. He would eat himself
out of doors if such were the case. Did
he wish himself like Alexander, master
of the world ? No! Did he wish for
whiskey, wine, ale, porter or beer ? No
such tiling ! Did he wish to be prepar
ed to meet his God, when death should
come ? Nay ! Did he wish to be, Samp
son-lilte, endowed with supernatural
strength, so that he could be avenged
on his personal enemies ? He did not*!
Be astonished, O people! Be surprised,
ye flatheaded hottentots! Hide your
heads all you lovers of the arts! Wan
der in the sandy deserts ye hosts of
wandering Arabians, and hide your grim
faces in astonishment! Wonder, reflect,
think and ponder ye wild Indians ! Put
your heads out of sight, and claim ab
sence all ye topers! When the poor
old man was hard pressed for the third
answer, after much, and deliberate, and
well meditated thought; after thinking
over the whole catalogue of this world’s
goods and delights, ho at last, to the dis
gust of some, to the surprise of others,
to the vexation of still others, to the ir
resistible merriment of somo, and to his
entirely decided opinion, lie said liis
third wish was “more rum.”
PROPULSION BY iELEOTRIOITY.
A young San Francisco mechanic
thinks he has invented a method by
which railroad trains cau be hereafter
run by electricity. He has it all on pa
per, and is very confident. The Bulle
tin thus describes his peculiar notion:
“The principle is the construction of
driving wheels of enormous eletromagnets
which diverge from the centre in the
same manner as the spokes of an
ordinary wheel, the poles of each magnet
terminating with the outer circumference.
The electric circuit is completed as the
magnet impinges on the rails of the track.
As the poles of each magnet forming the
driving wheal approach the track, an
enormous magnet attraction is exerted,
and as they pass the center, or perpendic
ular point of the magnet upon the track,
the current is cut off from each particular
magnet, and the attraction abated. By
the multiplication of driving wheels of
this discription, the inventor expects to
acquire any degree of power requisite,
and accomplish any rate of speed at
which a railroad and is capable of trav
eling, with uo possible danger of the lo
comotive leaving the track. In place of
the cumbersome steam boilder and ten
der loaded with coal, the locomotive will
carry a magnetic battery of immense
power.”
A MAGNIFICENT OFFER.
Avery liberal contract, which we have
just completed with the Weed Sewing Ma
chine Company, will enable us, we hope,
to place their celebrated machines in
many families throughout the country.
So fine an opportunity to secure a first
class sewing machine seldom occurs.
May we not expect the friends of this
paper to make an earnest, united effort
to extend greatly its circulation and
tli us help to increase its influence. Wo
will libelally reward those who work
for us. Reader, can you not form a
a club in’ your neighborhood and secure
this sewing machine premium. A few
hours of well-directed effort will obtain
it. Postmasters in the smaller towns
and villages can, with a little thought
and effort, easily send us the requisite
number of names. Has the parsonage a
sewing machine? If not, call upon a
few ladies and gertlemen of the congro
gation thorn your plan and ask
them to help. In the congregation 100
names can with little difficulty be se
cured. Send us tho S2OO and we will
forward for one year this paper to each
of the 100 subscribers, which will pay
them the full value of their subscrip
tionß, and in addition, we will make a
present, to any person you may desig
nate, of a beautiful sixty five dollar So*v
ing Machine. How easily a club can be
formed in the Masonic or Temperance
Society or the Grange? Is there not
depending upon your society somo poor
widow to whom a sewing machine would
be for years to come a blessing ? Pass
the subscription paper. One hundred
persons subscribing for this journal at
$2.00 each, will secure for themselves,
without any extra charge, the paper for
one year and a most valuable present for
some needy family. Try it, friends.
Don’t wait! Begin the work at once.
Send us word that you have undertaken
the formation of such a club.
Remember, the machines are waranted
to be perfectly new, latest improved, and
on perfect order.
There are twenty female undertakers
in the country.
Here is the vilest slander of modem
times. It is from that diabolically slan
derous sheet the Detroit Free Press:
“Mr. Bergh’s wife can kick the family
cat over the table when she finds the fe
line playing with beefsteak, and Alt'.
Bergh never moves to have her arrest
ed.” We know Mr. Bergh well, and we
confidently believe that if Mrs. Bergh
were to kick the cat over the table for
playing with the beefsteak, although he
might not hand her over to tho poiice,
he would indignantly and officially ex
claim, “Oh, d—n it, my dear, don’t!”
Aud the newspaper wbii h says he would
not is a wretch whom it were base flat
tery to call a scalawag.
[Courier Journal.
The 'bus that crossed the ocean —Co-
lumbus.
A man has been arrested for taking
things as thoy come.