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THIS PAPER IS ON PILE -WITH Rowell & phesman . Advertising Agents, THiRD & CHESTNUT STS., ST. LOUIS, MO. (Bttortau §usiucss (Drnli ' J. A. WHEN, PHOTOGRAPHIC ARTIST, Has located fora short time at DR. EDMUNDS’ GALLERY, ELBERTON. GA. •TTTHERE lie is prepaied to execute every class YV of work in bis line to the satisfac tion of all who bestow their patronage. Confi dent of his ability to please, he cordially iuvites a test of his skill, with the guarantee that if he does net pass a critical inspection it need not be taken. mcb24.tf. MAKES A SPECIALTY OF Copying & Enlarging Old Pictures J. M. BARFIELD, As> Fashionable Tailor, Up-Stairs, over Swift & Arnold's Store, ELBE It TON, GEORGIA. BOOTS * SHOES. rpilE UNDERSIGNED RESPECTFULLY AN -L nounoes to the people of Elberton and surrounding country that he has opened a first class Boot and Shoe SHOP IN ELBERTON Where lie is prepared to mnlco any style of Boot 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. GAIULEGI9T. LIGHT C^^^^^ySGlES.l J. F. A.XJLD, UFACT’R fiLIiIIRTOK, (iUORGIA. BEST W-OUTOIKN! BEST WORK! LOWEST BRICES! % Good Buggies, warranted, - $125 to $l6O Common Buggies ... SIOO. IIE PAT RING- ANI) BL A OKS M 1 Til I NO. Work done in this line in tha very best style. The Best Harness Mt 22-1 y BiimiiKTlY. I\ J. Kl l A/N Ts OX , Saddler & Harness Maker Is full)- prepared to manufacture 11A U\ ESS, TJ;> rI)I VO !,uU ’ SADDLES, At the shortest notice, in the best manner, and on reasonable terms. Shop at John S. Brown’s Old Stand. ORDERS SOLICITED. H. K. CAIRDNER, ELBEKTON, GA., mmmm, HARDWARE, CROCKERY, BOOTS, SHOES, HATS Notions, &c* J, Z. LITTLE, CABINET IVIAKER and ukbbetaees Will give close attention to repairing Furniture. Orders in Undertaking filled with dispatch. Shop at Lehr’s old stand T M. SWIFT. MACK ARNOLD SWIFT & ARNOLD, (Successors to T. M. Swift,) dealers ix j)BY GOODS, GROCERIES, CROCKERY, BOOTS AND SHOES, HARDWARE, &c., Public Square, 118 KCRTOX G i. I, A . F. SOBLETT, mmm> mm, ELBERTON, GA. Will contract for work in STONE and BRICK anywhere in Elbert county [jel6 Cm THE GAZETTE. EST-A/BIaISIHIIETD 1859. fiSTew Series. WAS SHE SINNER OR SAINT ? “And so you are Bessie Wentworth I” said my sweet little mother, looking with loving eyes on the petite creature she j had just released from her arms. “You are very welcome, child.’’ As for my gruff old father, he shook his head and sighed. I think he felt disappointed. Never before had there been a Wentworth with rippling blonde hair and eyes like wood-violets. The an omaly seemed to give him an unpleasant sensation. It was utterly at variance with all his preconcerted notions of what every scion of the dear old family tree should be like. “You ought to be as brown as a her ry, with eyes, black as sloes, and hair the color of Margaret’s,” said he shaking his head still more decisively. “I don’t understand it.” The color died oat of Bessie’s bloom ing cheeks for an instant, and then burn ed brighter than ever, j “I am like my mother,” she said, in a silvery, sweet voice. “You are like nobody I ever knew or saw,” sharply. “Your mother was a Hig ginson, and they were all dark, like tlio I Wentworths.” She drew nearer, and dropped her j pretty hand on his arm. “I’m sorry I don’t look to please you. Uncle John,” she murmured, with an upward glance of the liquid blue eyes, that might have disarmed a harder hearted man than my father, even. “What nonsense! Who said you did not please me. You do please me. But | you are not in the least like the Went ' worths.” Ho kissed her with the air of a man j determined to make the best of the inev itable. “We did not look for you before next week,” said mamma, gently. “I’m glad you saw fit to anticipate the time a little however.” “I decided, quite suddenl}*-, to come on at once,” Bessie answered, speaking hurriedly, I thought. “I knew your welcome would be just as warm, though I diil take you by storm.” “If you give us just so much more of your society, my dear—” But the concluding part of her sen tence did not reach my ears. I heard a step on the gravel just then—we were all gathered on the piairirt at the timc< as was our custom during the hot Au gust evenings—and looking down into the garden, I caught a glimpse of Jack Thurstane’s wide awake hat among the rhododendrons. I ran down to meet him. “Who'vo you got up yonder, Marga ret ?” he asked, abruptly, the moment I reached his side. •‘.My cousin, Bessie.” “Humph ! Definite, upon my word.” j “I suppose you would like me to re gale you with half an hour’s gossip ! about her ?” said I, smiling. “Bu , un fortunate]}-, I know very little to tell.— She is Undo Tom’s daughter, and has 1 lived in Illinois all her life, and I never j saw till this evening ” “Stop !” said Jack, putting •up his | hand and grimacing. "Do you mean to tdi me that girl has spent all her life in the backwoods ?” “If I do, what then?” "l*ou are laboring under a delusion, that’s all. I know a Xew Yorker- the ! instant I hear one speak. If the young J lady in question has not spent several j years of her life in the modern Gotham, j you may use my head for a football,” he said. “Enough. Out of your own mouth are you convicted. Seriously, though, your penetration is at fault for once. Bes sie is Western born and bred. Come up to the house, and she will tell you so j herself.” Later, after the purple dusk had driv- J on us into the parlors, which were bril liant with light, I realized what a charm ing woman Bessie had grown to be. So modest, so sweet, so self conscious, so impulsive, I could not wonder that Jack was quito enraptured with her. She seemed like anew revelation of woman hood, with her shy, artless ways and pretty timidity. “What a sweet little creature !” said mamma, sotto voce. “There is nothing conventional or studied about her. I admire her.” My father, who was necr enough to catch her remark, said in his gruffest voice: “Appearances are often deceitful, niv dear. The girl is no fool. See what a desperate flirtation she is getting up with Jack already!” Jack’s demeanor puzzled me. We were the next thing to engaged, and now he had deserted me for a fresher face with as little warning as well could be. “Your cousin is a charming girl, Mar garet,” said he, in a low voice. “I don’t know when I have spent such a pleasant evening.” “Did you come here to tell me so ?” 1 asked sarcastically. “You needn’t have taken the trouble.” He caught his breath quickly, and bending down, whispered: “Bear with me, Margaret. I would not ask it if it were not right and best that I should. What did he mean? I turned, look ing around with a stave of surprise; but he had swung on bis* heel, and was gliding back to bask once more in Bes sie’s smiles. Later, when my cousin and I had gone up stairs together, she said to me with a painful flush suffusing her lovely face: ELBERTOX, GEORGIA, JULY 14, 1875, i “I am afraid you are displeased with I me, Margaret, you seem so cold, so re i served. Please tell me if I have done ; anything so very wrong? I did not I mean to, heaven knows I did not —-but | then lam such a child, so ignorant of 1 the world’s ways, that I fail into many j errors.” She threw her arms around my neck, and tears suffused those pretty blue eyes but somehow they fail to soften my heart toward her. “I have no occasion to censure yo<i,” I said as gently as I could. A spark that did not speak amiability kindled in Bessie’s eyes at my but she said sweetly. “I'm glad you are not dictatorial. I don’t like people who are always finding fault with me, and laying down rules for one to follow.” “I shall lay down no rules for your benefit.” “Thank you.” The tone was as mellifluously sweat; as ever, but I detected a curious twite™ ing about the corners of that faultiest mouth. Not trusting myself to continuo the, subject, I began nervously to detach th|| jewels I had worn with my evening coal tume, and replace them in-their receptal cles. Presently I became aware that Bessie was watching mo with intent eyes. “What is it?” I said, sharply, fori could never endure being watched by any one. She shrugged her shapely shoul-. dors. 1 “I was admiring your jewels. What a.- lovely ornament! It must have cost a large sum of money.” She picked up a pearl cross, and turn ed it over and over in the gleaming lamplight. It was a unique trinket— the setting of dead-gold fronted with pearls that a princess might have covet ed. My father had purchased fit of a Florence jeweler a good many years lie fore. “I don't know its value. But I prize it very highly.” “Of course.” There was a greedy glitter in her eyes which she took no pains to conceal. She said goodnight quite abruptly, and wont to her own room, which adjoined mine," bie the next morning, when a letter was ! brought in for mamma. She apologized i for opening it, studied carefully a few j moments then uttered a sudden excla mation : “How odd ! Perhaps you can explain it, Bessie. I’m utterly befogged. Here is a letter from yourjnother telling me not to look for you until next week.— What does it mean ?” Bessie had just been saying something in a low voice to Jack, who sat beside her, but at these abrupt words of mam ma's the smile died suddenly from her rosy lips, and her face grew as gray as 1 ashes. “There is nothing so very strange in it,” said she, after a brief silence. “I told you last night that I changed my mind quite suddenly, and started at once. That letter had already been posted. I arrived a few hours in ad vance of it. That is not remarkable, is it ? The mails are always delayed nore or less.” “Oh, that’s it, to be sure,” and mamma seemed wholly satisfied with the explana tion. Looking round the instant, I caught Jack’s eye. There was something in its depths that puzzled met Did he dis trust Bessie, and disbelieve her story? While dressing for dinner, I made a discovery which startled me. My pearl cross was gone : I could not find it in my jewel box, though I remembered per fectly having placed it there the night before ; nor was it on the dressing* bu- j reau. Had it been stolen ? My loss troubled me greatly, and yet I determined not to speak of it until I had made a more tbarough search. Af ter all my memory might be treacherous and I had simply mislaid it. One often falls into errors of that sort. Bessie was in the drawing-room, sing ing a duet with Jack, when I came down stairs. She turned her head at the sound of my step behind her, giving me a keen, searching glance as if to allay some lurking doubt in her own mind. Apparently she was satisfied with the result of her scrutiny, for she drew a quick breath of relief and took up the chorus of the gay little chansons she was singing. I leaned over her shoulder, and watch ed the pretty slender hands that slip ped over the keys so gracefully. The glitter of a magnificent diamond ring on one of her taper fingers instantly caught my eye. I gave a start of recog nition. Jack saw it. “Yes, it is my ring, Margaret,”,he said answering the quick uplifting of my eyes. “How much handsomer it looks than it di:l when I wore it.” Bessie stopped playing, an appealing smile % curling her red lips. “Mr. Thurstane has loaned it to me until to-morrow,” she said with charming frankess. -‘I aske’d him for it. I ad mire it so much that I. had a great de sire to wear it. I suppose you will say it was not a proper thing to do, but I think there was no great harm in it, was there ?” I looked utterly dumbfounded , or at least that is the way I felt. Was she so unsophisticated as she pretended, or was lier artlessness the perfection of art ? It was a difficult question to answer, but i had my convictions, and they were strengthened by a remark Jack made to me later in the evening. Ew*‘Your cousin sings gay little French chansons, Margaret,” he said, following mi to the veranda, where I stood grave lyStudying the stars. “Pretty well for amHllinois country girl, isn’t it ?” SXffhen he went liis way, leaving me to pander upon his mystical words: and ponder I did, until they had burned in my brain. Hput the riddle was nearer a solution j&an I-imagined. Jijfeessie and I went up stairs at a later rnror than usual that night. . I noticed an| indefinable change in the girl when wd were alone together. The sweetness bother face just as if she had suddenly dropped a mask. She looked sullen and ■polent, and after lingering long enough to ftake a hurried survey of my apart rndtat, as if she were making a secret in ventory of what was in it, she passed on toiler own room. HKler singular demeanor made me ner vous : it would bo impossible to tell why. L did not feel like sleeping after she left me, and so, extinguishing- my lamp, I lay down upon the bed without hours wore on. At last I heard a plaintive cry, like a whippoorwill’s di l'cCtly underneath my window. But something told me no bird had uttered it. it a signal ? Breathlessly I watted. ■ iKotjplong. A door creaked softly— Bctsie’s door. Did I see’a dark shadow flit noiselessly out upon the lauding, or was it imagination? I stole quietly iout of my bed. My door was certainly mr i||jFinecl with the most horrible misgiv ings, I ran to the winuow and looked There was no moon, but the stars shone brightly in the purple arch above, an<J by their glow I saw three or four dark-looking ligjures steal over a bare bit of ! lawn and stealthily approach the hotise. A moment’s delay, and then the sash went dp softly. I should not have heard it all if my §pnses had not been preter natnraily sharpened. FgY a few awful seconds afterward I fflmggled with a deadly inclination to tkn strength and, courage cams Scarcely knowing what I did, I caught up the lamp, lighted it, and rushed out upon the landing, shrieking at the top of my voice: “Thieves ! robbers I help L” A species of madness seemed to pos sess me. The dark figures I had seen had, I was sure, entered the dining room, where, in a convenient closet, the family plate was kept in a small safe.— Of course that was what the burglars were after. Down stairs I rushed, two steps at a time, and bounded into the drawing room. A. dark lantern was flashing its stream oflight across the apartment.— Right in its glow stood the safe, with two burglars leaning over it irl the ex pectant attitude from which they had been aroused by the sound of my cries, they seemed undecided whether to re main or fly. Another shrill scream broke from my lips at this startling sight. In an in stant I v. as surrounded, and a cold rim of steel touched my forehead, while a low, resolute voice—Bessie’s voice; I knew it instantly, in spite of the excite ment and terror of my situation—hissed in my ear the word : “Silence! If you make another such outcry, I’ll put a bullet through your brain!” I felt stunned, frightened, be vildereu, What happened afterwards is not very clear to my mmd. I only know that there was a sudden crashing of glass, a glare of light, curses, shots, groans, and the room was full of policemen, and a desperate struggle going on. I woke up presently, as if out of a lethargy, to find myself lying in Jack’s arms, with' his kisses dropping hot and fast upon my cheeks. “Oh, Jack!” I cried, “It is all so horri ble ! Where is Bessie ? Did I really see her with those awful meu ?” “Bessie was an impostor,” he auswer ed quite savagety. “She is no more your cousin than I am. It was all a part of the plot to rob the house. She knew of the anticipated visit somehow'—these desperate characters manage to hear ev erything—and took your cousin’s place. But I suspected her from the first—l’d seen that face before, truth to tell—and shrewdly guessing why she was here, 1 had the policemen ready.” “But how did you know the house was to be robbed to-night?” He smiled. “Hava you forgotten the diamond ring? Bessie, as she -styled herself, in tended to make sure of it, and so bor rowed it for a few hours. The interfer ence was plain—the attempt was to be made to-night, and thought, doubtless, to keep the ring, and say nothing to her confederates of it.” “And my pearl cross, Jack ?” a sud den light breaking upon my mind* i‘What ?” he demanded sharply. “Yon are not the only loser—that’s all. It all seems so strange, so incom prehensiblo. My mind will not be clear again for a month.” A brief silence fell between us, and then I lifted my eyes to say: “Jack, forgive me for doubting you ! I see it all now. Your allegiance never wavered ” “N-Yer 1” bo interrupted. “Silly little Vol. IY.-No. 11. goose, did you think I could ever find i any other woman half so precious ? But I was compelled to play a part. Who would have believed me if I had declar ed the truth at once ? And I was not : thoroughly convinced myself. I wanted | time and opportunity to test my suspi- I cions.” ! We now had leisure to look around us. j Three of the burglars were lying' on the | floor of the room, securely bound.— j One had escaped, and the false Bessie with him. I may as well state here that the ring j and pearl cross were eventually re covered, but not until several months afterfihe events of that never to-be for gotten night. The true Bessie Wentworth came to us the ensuing week. Papa was greatly pleased with her. She had the real Wentworth hair and eyes, and he could not have picked a flaw with her if ho had tried. She remained until after Jack and I were married, and I never had oc casion to mentally ask myself, as I had often done during the thirty-six hours’ sojourn of her counterfeit, whether she was a sinner or a saint. Heaven is made up of just such pure spirits as Bessie Wentworth’s. LENGTH OF BOOTS, Prof. J. W.Beal, of the Michigan Agri cultural College gives the interesting facts, mostly the result of his owtPoxam- i nations, im relation to the length of roots in plants and trees- The soil has much to do with the length and number of roots. In light, poor soil, I find roots of June grass four feet below the surface. People are apt to under estimate tho length, amount and importance of the roots of the finer grasses, wheat oats, &c. Some roots of clover and Indian corn are large enough to bo seen by every one on slight exarnina tion. A young wheat plant, when pulled up, only shows a small part of its roots. They go down often four to six feet. It needs very careful examination to show that clover and Indian corn havo any more weight of roots than June grass. They probably do not contain more. The roots of a two year old peach tree in light soil were found seven feet four inches long. In a dry, light soil, this season, wo pulled up one parsnip three -i*a£ Jzwi**, •.n A IT - A L.iif foot long, small roots even still linger. The noted buffalo grass on the dry western prairies,-is dsenbed in tho agri cultural reports at Washington as hav ing very short roots; but Mr. Felker, one of our college students, found they went down seven feet. Tho roots grow best where the best food is to be found. They grow in greater or loss quantity in every direc tion. If one finds good food, it flour ishes and siffids out numerous branches. Many of the smaller roots of trees die every autumn when the leaves die,, and others grow in spring. Near a cherry tree in my yard was a rustic basket without a bottom filled with a rich soil. On remtving the basket and earth, cher ry roots were found in large numbers in the top of the soil. They had grown full of small branches where the soil was good. Roots in soil will grow up just as well as down, and do t .is Poles are said to bo born violinists and Hungarians conjurers. There is a Hungarian Count at present in Paris giving magical representations, or rather performing miracles. The spiritualists ought to buy him up, as his avowed ob ject is to expose all about “psychic force.” He not only makes tables waltz and hats to turn, but to do so accom panied by music. The spiritualists— the most expert of them—have never yet been able to make half a dozen card-ta ' blcs dance. Sir Roger de Coverley’s walking stick remains suspended in the air without visible means of support, skulls are questioned, and skeleton hands reply by knocks. He summons no end of spirits from the vasty deep j without photograph, your ancestor ei j ther in winding sheet or simple skeleton as may be desired. Only that the an- j thorities forbid it, he boasts that he could cause angels to appear. A boy got his grandmother’s gun and j load: and it, but was afraid to fire ; he, however, liked the fun of loading, and so put in another charge, but was still afraid to fire. He kept on charging un- j til he got six charges in the old piece, j His grand mother learning his temeri- j ly reproved him, and seizing the old con tinental discharged it. Bhe result was tremendous, throwing the old lady on her back. The promptly struggled to regain her feet, when the boy yelled out i in the distance: —“Lie still, granna-a a; | there’s five other loads to go off yet!” ♦<>♦ The consumption of tea in the Uni- j ted States for the last two years ap 1 pears from the last data to be at least 50,000,000 lbs. if not 00,000,000 lbs. per ! annum. A telegraph pole ninety three feet long and two feet in diameter, a Califor- i uia product, has been raised in Fulton street, New York. ♦ Ninety million people speak the En glish language, 45,000,000 speak Ger- ; mail, 55,000,000 Spanish, and 45,000,000 French. Photographs havo been obtained in Paris four feet loDg by three feet four inclies in height. A STAGE DRIVER'S DARLING. G. S. Cathers is a strge driver in Col orado. A bright little girl of six sum mers lives with him and calls him father. The old man and little girl have an extra ; ordinary affection for each other When they are together they arc happy as an gels ; when separated they live in tho prospect of meeting, and when they meet they behave like children of the same age. Their mutual idolization is well know n in Denver, where their home is. About two years ago an officer of the law ap peared in Denver with a requisition from the Governor of Pennsylvania for the arrest and delivery of old man Ga thers on the charge of abduction. Ga- I thers’ friends were so well convinced of | his honesty that they warned him of the presence of the officer and aided in hid ing both the old man and child until tho officer had departed. Then Cathers ex plained that fie was the gaffe fai th • eSpbutter uncle, amUgave pftftort fami ly history. It was hiaJEfrl sister’s l child, whom he wAs tr&ajfe 7TOI his own, ! and was dying- she’; :u> to him, I and he mrlhe child and keep her as his own. When his sister’s husband married again her father wanted to take her away from her uncle, but he fled with his little treasurer to the far West. Ho stopped at Denver and be came a stage driver, and his love for his niece became tenfold. Whan an officer came armed with State weapons to wrest his'darling from him, Gathers and his babe hid until the danger was past. Lately another officer came with a re quisition from Pennsylvania and sued out a warrant for Gathers’ arrest, The sheriff refused to serve it, and the Penn sylvanian went homo empty handed. Pennsylvania will have to go without that little girl while there are mountain eaves in the West. [St. Louis Republican. Col. Randall, the distinguished dillo tante of the Augusta Constitutionalist, Iras seen a mental album, in which, opposite to tha question, “Who is your favorite character in fiction V” Alex. Stephens has w itfcen “Rebecca,, the Jewess!” Op posite to the same question Merschel V. Johnson has written, *T know noth ing of fictio .” At which the editor wo i iders how a Swedenborgian should not be a lover of fiction mid of figurative writing. He says that Gen. Toombs is no reader of fiction. Ho sys of him; “In Gen. Toombs’ ase,. we opine, he has missed much by a neglect of lighter lit erature. Hia fund of illustration, al ready large, would have been copious beyond measure had ho been less ad dicted to Gradgrind facts.” Of B. 11. Hill he says; “We are not so sure about Mr. Hill as a reader or lover of romance, but are inclined to think that ho has cultivated a moderate taste for what is classic and renowned in fiction. Traces of this are betrayed in Ids speeches and writings, and many of hia strongest shafts of rrgnment are barbed 'all tiu. more victoriously with the wit of others, captured and made original by pr >per application.” He thinks Mr. Stephens has tatnm fact and fiction in proper doses, and says of him : “However ho may fall short of Judge Johnson or Gen eral Toombs in some particulars, ho yields to no living man in sagacity, fore sight, prescience or seership; as a pro phet of events he, perhaps, is unequaled in the wholo world.” <. ££> * Apropos of the case of Cairnth and Shu to, who are now successfully carry ing bullets in their brains, the invin ton (Ga.) Southerner relates the following parallel experience: “In the battle of Hatcher’s Run, in 1804, Green Pittman, of Wilkinson county, received a wound in the face, the ball entering the upper portion of the nose on the left side. Tha woun I was probed and dressed by an army surgeon, and finally healed, and although the surgeon stated that the ball was still in the head, Mr. Pittman had almost for gotton it, never having experienced tire least pain or inconvenienco from it. In 1869, one Sunday morning in February, five years after receiving the wound, as Mr. Pittman was making his toilet to at tend church, it foil out into his month. Mr. Pittman was combing bis hair at* the time, standing perfectly erect, and came near swallowing the ball after it fell into Iris mouth. Strange to say, no hemorrhage followed its exit, nor was there any pain felt. Th? ball weighed one ounce and two pennyweights. It is now in possession of Air. Pittman, who was a gallant member of the Third Geor gia Regiment during the war.” ■ ♦ *■ - GOLDEN WORDS. Tho habit of looking on the bright side is invaluable. Men and women who are evermore reckoning up what they want rather than what they have— counting the difficulties in the way, in stead of contriving means to overcome them—are almost certain to live on corn bread, fat pork and salt fish, and sink to unmarked graves. The world is sure to smile upon a roan who seems to be suc cessful, but let him go about with a crest fallen air, and tho very dogs in tho streets will set upon him. W e must all have losses. Late frost will nip fruit in the bud, banks will break, investments will prove worthless, valuable horses will die and china vases will break, but all these calamities do not conao togeth er. The wise course to pursue when ono plan fails is to form another; when one prop is knocked from miner us, to fill its place with a substitute, and evermore count what is left rather than what is taken. When the final reckoning is made, if it appear that we have not lost the consciousness of om- internal recti tude; if we have kept charity toward all men ; if by the various discipline of life we have been-freed from follies and <on firmed in virtues, whatever wo have lost tho great balance sheet will be in our favor. ♦ •* ♦ - A veritable Cyclops is reported to bo iu London. His only eye is in the mid dle of bis forehead. His name is Piper AVTson aged 22, and ho came from Aus tralia.