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THE GAZETTE.
New Series.
THE RIGOLETTA'S ENGINEER.
“Hetty, -wouldn’t you like to go down
on the engine to morrow night?” The
speaker, a good looking young fellow of
niuteen, leaned against one of the
monster drive wheels of the Rigoletta,
which stood puffing before Stanton's
unpretentious depot.
The girl addressed looked up into
his face, with a smile that displayed two
rows of pearly teeth.
“You want somebody to bother you,”
she said. “Why, Jule, all the time I
would be in the road, and John would
stop the Rigoletta, and leave her in
disgust If you know what is good for
yourself, keep away from me!”
He laughed, and said:
“Yes, I know you’ll go down with
me on the engine. The ride is so ex
citing, and just think, we will take
Governor Knox and his staff down to
morrow night John will be glad to
have an angel on the engine, and
you know what Bradley thinks of you.”
Hetty McFarland yielded to the en
treaties of the young fireman, before
the Rigoletta threw smoke rings heav
enward, and moved off like a monarch.
The sun was setting behind the hills
in the rear of the town, and the girl
waved her lover good-bye, as she turned
toward her home.
Fifty miles south of Stanton, in the
city of Hamilton, dwelt McFarland’s
uncle, whom the girl had long thought
of visiting. Therefore, to carry out her
purpose, she promised to go down on
the Rigoletta the following night.
She knew that conductor Bradley
would not object to her presence on
the engine, for he was the politest
conductor of the road, and was in
debted to her for the many well chosen
bouquets he wore during the flower
season.
Then, as Julius had said, a ride on
the engine would be so exciting, and
with such good fellows as her lover and
John Nixon, the engineer, she anticipate!
a pleasant time.
When the Rigoletta, oiled and pol
ished till her machinery and mountings
glistened like burnished silver and
gold, again reached Stanton on her
down trip. Hetty McFarland was
prepared for her ride.
Julius sprang from the engine,
found her in a jiffy, and assisted her
to the little apartment which he had
fitted up anew for her reception.
“How foggy it is to night,’’ she said
to him. “There is a moon, but it does
no good.”
“That’s so, Hetty. _ .We've got to feel
our way. You see, Governer Knox
and his staff’ are aboard, and we have
been ordered to be very careful. I
spoke to Bradley about you going
down with us, and he said, certainly,
just as I know he would.”
Hetty was sitting on the green plush
cushion that covers the lid of the tool
box of the engine, and her lover, talking,
leaned against the jamb of the door.
“Excuse me for one moment, Hetty,”
he said, and sprang from the engine and
disappeared.
He walked about the platform, look
ing for some person, whom it seemed
he could not find
“I don’t like affairs to-night,” he said
to himself. “He looked as if he had
been drinking, and we want a sober
man to run the Rigoletta through this
terrible fog.”
Across the track and almost directly
opposite the depot building stood a
groggery to which access could be ob
tained through a garden behind it.
This was not the sole avenue of ingress,
bul it was called the secret way, and
sometimes the employees of the road
made use of it to procure a sly drink-
After a while the young fireman crossed
the track and traversed the garden to
the groggery. He did not enter, for
beyond the threshold of such a place he
had promised a fair young girl that he
would step. He paused at the door,
which was open, and looked between the
green slats of the shade into the room.
At the counter, with a glass of brandy
in his hand, stood the man for whom
he had been looking—John Nixon, the
engineer.
The fireman’s face grew pal* when
he saw him, and he said something
which was connected with Hetty Me
Farland’s name.
He did not move until the engineer
emptied the glass aud turned to go.
Then Julius saw that his face was
flushed, and he hardly looked like the
same man.
He passed very near the young j
watcher, whom the fog hid, and a ]
minute later was shaking hands with ]
Hetty on the engine.
For four years John Nixon had, to
all appearances, refrained from (drink
ing. Once liquor had cost him a good
situation on the road; but his reforma
cion was so strong and praiseworthy,
that the company encouraged him by
restoring him to the mastery of the
Rigoletta.
Until that night no railroad man
had seen him lift the glass to his lips,
and Julius Baird, after witnessing
what he had, did not know what to do
There were precious lives on the
train that trip, and it would require
good engineering to carry them
through safely. He knew that Nixon
would be discharged before the train
could leave Stanton if Bradley was in
formed of his action. In such an
event his duties would devolve upon
the young fireman, who doubted bis
ability to perform them satisfactorily.
The responsibility was great, and then
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John Nixon knew every mile of the
road and he could n jt be spared.
After a long mental debate the fire
man stepped upon the engine and sat
beside Hetty. He talked with her
pleasantly, mentioning not his fears,
but watched the engineer without
ceasing.
The train moved off after its usual
halt, and was soon rushing through the
dense fog.
The engineer conversed for a few min
utes when became sullen and stood in
the door with his back to the lovers.
“What’s the matter with John?” ask
ed Hettey, in a whisper.
Her question drew a secret from thp
young fireman’s heart. In a whisper he
narrated the scene in the groggery, and
told her the engine was under the care
of drunken man.
The fair cheeks grew pale at this,
and Hetty's hand dropped upon her
lover’s arm.
“John, we must take the Rigoletta
safely to Hamilton !” she said, with firm
ness* “Think! Our good Governor is
on board, and there are women and chil
dren in the sleeping cars.”
He nodded, and said, “Yes, Hetty,’
without taking his eyes from the engin
eer.
“We ought to find signals in this
fog!” she said, for, from her lover, Het
ty had learned much about the iron
track.
“If there be danger we will find them,”
he answered her. “The governor’s pres
ence insures the extra precautions, and]l
expect to hear the signals before we
reach Hamilton. Why, in this awful
fog, wbictTseems like a shroud of triple
thickness, we couldn’t see a headlight
fifty feet before ns.”
At that moment Nixon turned and
looked at the guage.
Then he threw open the furnace door,
“Wood!” he laconically said to the fire
man, who looked at Hetty and turned to
the tender.
“John, aren’t we going fast enough
through this fog?” she said_to*the engi
neer. in a soft, half-pleading tone.
“I’m the engineer of the Rigoletta,”
he answered her, not harshly, but with
a smile.
“But the governor’s on board.”
“He’s no better than John Nixon.”
“John, we might collide
train.”
“In which event the Rigoletta would
be knocked out of shape. I have run
through worse fogs than'this, and,” in a
lower voice as he turned away, “I l|pun
as I please if we burst the boiler.”
Hetty with pallid face saw Julias feel
the furnace anew and reseat himself at.
her side.
The speed of the engine increased,
an 1 John Nixon, mad brandy,
watched the pointers of the guage.
“Why don’t Bradley ring him down
to slower time ?” asked Hetty.
“He’s having a good time with the
governor’s party, and then lie’s got all
the confidence in the world in John.”
On, still on, through the cold fog
that made Hetty wrap her shawl about
her shoulders and shiver, even then went
the engine, growing as mad as its drun
ken master.
Suddenly a strange report that seem
ed to emanate from beneath the very
wheels of the engine fed upon the lov
er's ear.
Julius Baird sprang to his feet.
“The fog signal!” he cried, and looked
at Nixon.
“What’s up, young man 1” said the en
gineer, looking at him with wild eyes
that would have made some believe that
their owner was a maniac. “Sit down
with your doll-faced girl. I’ll run the
Rigoletta.
“John, didn’t you hear the fog sig
nal ?” said the fireman.
“No, nor you either. We are all
right—”
“There! the second one,” cried Julius,
as a report exactly like the first fell.upon
his ears. “That means stop.”
“If you’re running this train I want
to see your commission of authority !”
said the mad engineer.
“I am not running it,” replied the
youth quite calmly “You know the
code of the road as well, perhaps better,
than I do. You know all about the fog
signals. The first means run slower,
the second stop, the third stop at all
hazards—there’s danger ahead!”
“What’s that you’re trying to tell
me!” roared Nixon. “Curse your fog
signals ! You shan't dictate to me be
cause you’ve got your sweetheart with
you to night. Now keep your mouth
shut, or —”
He never finished the threat, but laid
his hand on a heavy wrench, and looked
daggers at the youth.
The last word had scarcely left theen
gineer's lips when the third and last fog
signal sounded more distinct than the
others. The wheels had crushed the
cap on the iron rails ; but John Nixon
paid no heed it.
“He’s crazed with drink !” said Julius,
moving back toward Hetty McFarland,
“and he’s driving the train right into
some terrible accident. The rains may
have swept that river bridge away; we
must be very near it now.”
The minute that followed was one of
agony, i
At the end thereof the engineer threw
open the furnace, and turning to his
fireman, said j
“Wood ! wood ! and be quick about
it, too.”
Julius was leaving the cushion, when
Hetty suddenly sprang to her feet and
drew a small revolver from her pocket.
“Stop the train !” she cried, pointing
the weapon at John Nixon’s head ; “you
will not obey the fog signals; you must
ooey me or die.”
The drunkard dropped the wrench
and stared aghast into Hetty’s flashing
eyes.
The new situation seemed to be sober
ing him.
“Stop the train !” she repeated, “and
stop it at once !”
He put his hand on the lever, and
still looking at her, he obeyed the com
mand.
The speed of the train diminished,
and it soon stood stdl on the track.
Then was heard the rushing of mad
voices, and the shouts of men.
“I feared it, cried Julius. “The bridge
over the river is gone.”
John Nixon stood erect with his hand
on the lever, and almost sober.
“Go and tell Bradley,” Hetty said to
Julius, who disappeared.
A moment later the conductor, follow
ed by several passengers and men in
their shirtsleeves, appeared at the en
gine.
“I thank God for such women as you,
Hetty,” he said. “We are within twen
ty feet of the bridgeless abutment. An
instant more and we would have been
in the foaming torrent.”
Hetty McFarland breathed a thankful
prayer, and saw John Nixon removed
from his post.
The danger was over. A woman's
firmness had saved the train and its
precious freight.
It seems that a few minutes prior to
the explosion of the alarm caps the
bridge had been carried away by the
high waters, and the signals were put
down to warn the train.
“It’s the pistol you gave me, Jule.
Mother thought I might be safer with it,
and made me bring it along.”
The train had to back many miles, for
the river of course could not be cross
ed, and valuable time was lost. But the
loss -was nothing compared to the gain.
John Nixon was discharged, and be
came a confirmed inebrtate. The old
habit eventually slew' him.
Julius Bair l took his place, and if the
wedding that shortly followed was a
quiet one the presents wereTnagnificent.
They came from Governor Knox and
the railroad company.
LONG DRESSES.
Our landlady’s daughter is a young
lady of some pretensions to gentility.
She wears her bonnet back on her
tead. which is known by all to be a
Vnark of bigh breeding. She wears her
trains very long, as the great ladies do
in Europe. To be sure their dresses are
so made only to sweep the tapestried
floors of chateaux and palaces; and
these odious aristocrats of the other
side do not go dragging through the
mud in silks and satins, but, forsooth,
must ride in coaches when in full dress.
It is true that, considering various hab
its of American people, also the little
accidents which the best kept sidewalks
are liable to, a lady who has swept a
mile or two of them is not exactly in
such a condition that one would care to
be her neighbor. But confound the
make-believe women we have turned
loose in our streets! Where do they
come from ’ Not out of Boston parlors
I trust Why, there isn’t ’a beast or a
bird that would drag its tail through
the dirt in the way these creatures do
their dresses. Because a queen or a
duchess wears long robes on great oc
casions, a maid-of-all-work, or a factory
girl thinks she must make herself a nu
isance by trailing about with her—pah !
that’s what I call getting vulgarity into
your bones and marrow. Making be
lieve what you are not is the essence of
vulgarity. Show over dirt is one attri
bute of vulgar people. If any man can
walk behind these women and see what
she rakes up as she goes, and not feel
squeamish, he has a tough stomach. I
wouldn’t let one of ’em in my room with
out serving them as David did Saul in
the cave in the wilderness —cut off his
skirt3. Don’t tell me that a true lady
ever sacrifices the duty of keeping all
about her sweet and clean to the wish of
making a vulgar show. I won’t believe
it of a lady. There are some things
that no fashion ha3 a right to tonch, and
cleanliness is one of those things. If a
woman wishes to show that her husband
or father has got money, which she
wants and means to spend but doesn’t
know how, let her buy a yard or two of
silk and pin it to her dress when she
goes out to walk, but let her unpin it
when she goes into the house.
[Waverly Magazine.
There isn’t a particle of news in our
city exchanges for the past week. If
there is any thing which the average city
editor can appreciate it is a well devel
oped Christmas egg-nogg.
A collision occurred on the Georgia
railroad last week. Nobody hurt.
Henry Grady, of the Atlanta Herald,
has been quite ill with pneumonia. We
are glad to know of his convalescence.
The huge joke of the season i con
sidered Speaker Kerr’s appointment of
Hon. A. H. Stephens at the head of the
committee on weights and measures.
The only showing for Christmas jolli
ties in an undeveloped city we know of
was two old maids and but one young
man, the latter being red-headed, cross
eyed, left handed, and bow legged. The
echoes from the frolic had the ling of
a funeral dirge.
Vol. IY.-No. 36.
For The Gazette.]
Mr. Editor: A communication in the
last number of The Gazette on the sub
ject of Female Education has attracted
my attention, and I desire to say some
thing through the medium of your valu
able paper on the same subject.
I heartily agree with the writer that it
is a subject of the greatest importance
to the community, and among the bene
fits resulting therefrom are those which
accrue to the merchants, the profession
al men, business generally, and to the
great cause of Christianity.
I see on our streets every day a crowd
of wagons, bringing in the products of
the farmer and planter, products of our
own and adjoining counties, and a good
many from the mountains and from the
“good old North State,” bringing down
of their fruits and meats and grain, and
many other good things so acceptable
to our people, and inducing an inter
change of trade and commodities Dro
vers, too, from Tennessee and Kentucky,
with their hogs and horses and mules,
are litre, and quite a scene of business
activity is going on every day.
This shows that Elberton is a good
point for business, and needs ©nly a lit
tie help from other sources to make it
first rate in all the good things which go
to make up a most desirable town.
Now, there is one fatal error which
onr people have fallen into, and that is,
that it is not my business or duty to
help in any enterprise unless my imme
diate necessities compel me to do so;
thus, if I have no children to educate,
I need not and should not aid in keeping
up a school. What a great mistake this
is. Aside from the duty of general ben
efit to be derived from the promotion of
education and good morals, those who
have no children should aid those who
have, thereby lightening their burden,
and, to a certain extent, becoming a part
or joint owner in those children’s sue
cess, and certainly a participation in the
joys arising from the satisfaction of see
ing the fruits of their offerings illustrat
ed in the improvement of the children of
their neighbors and friends.
The mei'cnants are perhaps more ben
efited than any other class, l/ecause their
sales are increased, and generally of those
goods which bear the best profits ; and
every merchant, if he is actuated alone
by the desire of pecuniary gain, should
feel that he is interested as much as if
he had two or three children to educate.
But I trust that a higher feeling aetu
ates them.
But, as I said, all business’and profes
sional men in the town are benefitted,
and the farmers in the surrounding coun
try, inasmuch as it gives them a better
market for a great many things easily
raised on their farms and furnished to
the boarding houses created by flourish
ing schools.
Now, it would seem that all should
lend a helping hand in such a desirable
work, and a little help from all is'all that
is needed. But what I mean by help is
not merely “hope so,” and “perhaps,”
and “may be,” and ifs and good wishes,
which, all added up, make the sum of
do nothing.
But by it I mean let every one do
what i they can ; let those who have
houses and a room that can be possibly
spared open it and invite a boarder at a
reasonable, living rate. Uet up funds
and help and put the college building
and grounds in thorough and complete,
preparation, go out and electioneer and
bring in scholars, and start the school
and stand by it, visiting tlie institute
often, and helping it in every way where
help is needed.
We have every encouragement. Here
is a" fine community, a healthy town,
pleasantly situated, quite a large num
ber of young persons needing education,
and last, though not least, if we may
credit the writer of the article alluded
to—“One of the Trustees,” who seems
to know whereof he writes —wc have the
offer of a teacher possessing the very
highest gifts and qualifications for train
ing the youthful minds in our commu
nitv. The wise man in the book
tells us that the price of a good woman
is far above rubies. Then how eager we
should be to secure the services of such
an one to improve the minds, the mor
als, and shape the destinies of our chil
dren. W.
December 23, 1875.
PROBLEMS.
At a time when eggs were scarce an
old woman who possessed some remark
able good-laying hens, wishing to oblige
her neighbors, sent her daughter round
with a basket of eggs to three of them.
At the first house, whicn was the
Squire’s, she left half the number of
eggs she had and half a one over ; at
the second she left half of what remain
ed and half an egg over; at the third
she again left half of the remainder and
a half one over; she returned with one
egg in her basket not having broken
any. Required the number she started
with J. P. S.
Problem. —On the summit of a moun
tain, a general made a square pyramid
of common balls, each ball 6 inches
1 barley-corn in diameter. The base
uf the pyramid contained 200 balls on
each side In the absence of the general,
a soldier, whom he had punished,
climbed to the pyramid, and rolled
464,478 of the balls down the mountain,
how many balls did he leave on the
pyramid. Tyro.
+
Robert C. Lampkin, of Athens, is
dead.
LEGISTURE.
Mr Editor, Dear Sir: —The time is
near at hand for our legislature to meet,
I have been looking auxiously for some
one to suggest the making of two laws,
to wit: The first and most important, is
what I call a cotton baggers law, that
is, a law preventing persons from trad
ing in seed cotton. This is a nuisance
that has become intolerable, and unless
something is done to impede its pro
gress I verily believe that the farmers
as a mass, (I mean the intelligent farm
ers) will take the matter in tneir own
hands. It may be said by some that
this is a white man’s law. Not so, for L
assure you that there is not in all my
knowledgs a single intelligent and hon
est freedman who does not approbate
such a law.
The second is a dog law. This might
not be such a popular law, but I believe
the majoritor of our people would sus
tain it, at least I know they would six
months after its passage.
I might go on in detail, a%d give my
views of these matters, the evils, and so
on ; but I forbear, believing, as I do,
that the county at large is fully ac
quainted with the evils attending these
neglected matters. It is an old adage,
that, where there is a will there is cer
tainly a way. Therefore, I call earnest
ly upon our worthy representatives to
show their wll by their actions. If you
can’t do ai y.hing towards theso mat
ters, let us know that you have tried,
and then we will be better satisfied to
support you in future
A Friemd to the County.
For The Gazette.]
AMO T AWFUL LIE.
Mr. Yisotor : You stated in a paper
some time ago, that you heard a sow
talking to her master. Now, you low
down, trifling, lying scamp, you very
well know that I told you that sow and
pigs were not mine, but you went and
wrote about them, and lied awfully. Af
ter I saw your scandalous piece in the
jpaper, I called many things to rniud.
One was, that you asked me particular
ly about my cotton-patch. I told
you I had been sick and had not
been able to till the ground as it ought
to be. I saw you punching the man in
the buggy with your elbow as you went
off, and I heard you say the reason that
cotton was so good, it had such a good
pasture to run in. You thought I did
not hear you, you trilling Ethiopian, but
1 heard you plainly enough. Now L
guess if you would look about home,
you would see as many things out of fix
as about mine The reason it hurt mo
so was that every one I saw for a week
after, asked me if that hog could talk as
well as ever ; and I heard four or five
say they were going to keep the paper,
so they could refer to it at any time.
Some went on to say that they aimed to
subscribe for the paper, just on account
of that article. It is a good' paper I
know; but when a scand .lous article
against me, is their only reason for tak
ing the paper, I can toll you it makes
me mad. As I live but eight miles from
Athens, I rode out there in a few days,
and every one bad it in his mouth, and
directed all of their fun at me. I waDt
for your safety to give yon a piece of
advice : Wi.en you go to Athens hereaf
ter, go some other way : for if I catch
you here again I will pull you into such
fine pieces, that a green fly cannot find
a piece large enough to operate on—so
stay away. A. M. L.
Decalcomanie. —This is the name of
a comparatively new art that is attract
ing considerable attention at the present
time. It consists in transferring pic
tures which have been printed upon pa
per in bigh and beautiful colors to any
object one may wish to ornament, such
as fans, work boxes, vases, flower pots,
articles of furniture, &c. When trans
ferred these pictures look painted upon
the article ornamented, and they are
much more attractive and beautiful than
they would be if painted with a brush,
unless executed by a skillful artist; in
deed this beautiful art offers a complete
substitute for the process of hand paint
ing for most purposes. The pictures em
brace a great variety of subjects, such
as heads, landscapes, animals, ccmic
figures, &c. The art is easily acquired
and children even soon become experts.
Transferring these pictures is a charm
ing pastime for old or yoifllg, and serve*
to cultivate a taste for the beautiful.
We have received from J. L. Patten
& Cos , 162 William Street, New York,
who are dealers in transfer pictures,
some handsome samples of their goods.
These gentlemen will, for the small sum
of ten cents, send full instructions in
this beautiful art, together with ten
handsome samples of the pictures, oj; for
fifty cents they will send one hundred
attractive pictures.
Where Does It All Come From?—
Pints and quarts of filthy Catarrhal
discharges. Where does it all come
from ? The mucous membrane which
lines the chambers of the nose, and its
little giands, |are diseased, so that they
draw from the blood its liquid, and
exposure to the air changes it into cor
ruption. This life-liquid is needed to
build up the system, but it is extracted,
and the system is weakened by the loss.
To cure, gain flesh and strength by using
Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Discovery,
which also acts directly upon these
glands, correcting them, and apply
Dr. Sage's Catarrh Remedy with Dr.
Pierce's Nasal Douche, the only method
of reaching the upper cavities, where
the discharge accumulates and comes
from. The instrument and both medi
cines sold by druggists and dealers ia
medicines.
Reuben Payne, of Hancock, only mea
sured up one hundred and eighty five
bushels of corn from five acres of com
mon upland, but ho has solemnly prom
ised to do hotter.
A Crawford county lad/ has a cat
which she takes out rabbit bunting.
