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§utgusta sohneider; WINES, LIQUORS AND CIGARS AUGUSTA, GA. Agent for Fr.Schleifer & Co.’s San Francisco CALIFORNIA BRANDY. HHOORI CUEQUGTT CHftBIPAGNH. !E. R. SCHNEIDER, Augusta, Georgia. (Elbcvtou §u.siucss ®ard#. LI3HT C^^^UGGIES. J. K. ATJLD, Carriage ot[ahufact’b EL.BERTOIV, GEORGIA. BEST WORKMEN! BEST WORK! LOWEST PRICES! Good Buggies, warranted, - $125 to $l6O Common Buggies - SIOO. REPAI RING A N I) BLACKS M ITHING. Work don# in this line in the very best style. The Best Harness My22-1y H. K. CAIRDNER, ELI3EUTON, GA., ' IN ' HI HNS. mClglE, M[ A HI) VV AK fr, t Rod? KR Y, SOOTS, SHOES, HATS M; iTjl : " m MACK Art NOLI) SWIFT & ARNOLD,,' (Successors to' T. M. Swift;) • \ DEaLEBB DR GOODS, GROCERIES, CROCKERY, BOOTS AND Shoes, hardware, &*., Public Square, EEIIERTOIV GA. BilffiS MKCTiI I J . J. SHANNON. Saddler & Harness Maker Is fully prepared to manufacture HARNESS, T?T?ini IJRIDLLS, SADDLES, At the shortest notice, in the best manner, and on reasonable terms. Shop at John S. Brown's Old Stand. ORDERS SOLICITED. S. N. CARPENTER. ATTORN E Y AT L A\V, ELBEftTOiV, GA. B@“Wi!l practice in the Northern Circuit. Special attention given to the collection ot claims. BOOTS fc SHOES. MIIIK UNDERSIGNED RESPECTFULLY AN- X nounoes to the people of Elberton and surrounding country that he has opened a first class Boot and Shoe SHOP IN ELBERTON Where he is prepared to make any style of Hoot or Shoe desired, at short notice and with prompt ness. REPAIRING NEATLY EXECUTED. The patronage of the public is respectfully solicited. ap.'29-tf G.W. GARRECIIT. ANDREW I'ALE HIGH SCHOOL ELBERTON/GA- P. E DAYANT, A M., - - Ptincipal. Th next term will commence January 25, ISTS. BATES OP TUITION. Ist class per term of 6 months sl6 00 3d “ “ “ il 31 Ou One-half payable in Advance. These rates apply onlj" for the full term. Pu pils entering for shorter periods will be charged 25 per cent, higher. No deduction made for absence except for providential causes Board in good families at 12.50 per month. P E. DAVANT, A. M., Principal ELBERTuN FEMALE COLLEGIITHKTITUIE rpHE exerc.ses of this institute will be resum- X ed on Monday, January 25, 1874. RATES OP TUITION. '■ st term 6 muiitbs. Priiuary Department sl6 00 Jd class, embracing Geography, Arithme tic, English Grammar 22 00 3d class. Languages, Mathematics or Higher English Branches 31 00 One-half payable in \dcaace These rates apply only for the full term. Pupils entering for shorter periods will be charged 25 per cent higher No deduction made for absence except for providential causes Miss Lauua Lofton will assist in the educa tional depaitment. Mrs. Hestbb will continue in charge of the music. Beard iu the best families can be obtained at $12,60 per month. H. P. SIMS, Principal- 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.”. >" *.<■ "■* 1 ' / CAPTURED ET TELEGRAPH. .*, • 4A-L- V ' ■ • 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.