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Moro Trouble.
Well, the ’lection, is over, and I
reckon there never was a ’lection but
what made trouble to some one;
leastwise that is what I am thinkin’.
Now, when ’lection morning came,
my husband, John Fabulus Christy
(for that is his name) he comes in
an’ he ses to me, ses he, has that boy
got any better clothes than that ?
lookin’ strait at our boy Harvey
Thomas, for that is our boy’s name.
Says J, yes ; our children is poor, ses
I, but I alers try to keep one little
better suit for them to wear to Sun
day school. Ses he, bein’ as there’s
no school I thot Ide let Harvey
Thomas go along, ses he; he’s get
ting to be a big boy and ought to see
the ways of the world. Good idee,
ses I, so I just sot the children to
washin’ and cleanin’ up a little and a
puttin’ on their Sunday close, when
in comes John Fabulus Christy a
lookin that surprised you had just
ort to a seed him ; why, in the name
of goodness, ses he, what are you a
fixin’ up that girl for ? Why, ses I,
I thout you wanted to take ’em along
to see some of the ways of the world,
ses I. Not that girl, ses he. What
do you suppose folks would say? a
lookin’ strait at me and his eyes a
buggin’ rite out.
Now, if I do say it myself, I am a
powerful reasoner when I do get
strung out; sometimes our n dare st
nabors can hear me reason mighty
plain ; so ses I, John Fabulus Chris
ty, in the name of all that ever -was
or ever will be, what have you been
a doin’ all your life ; can it be possi
ble that you have been a votin’ and
a runnin’ to places too low to take
you wife and children, and a tryin’
to make believe that votin’ was a
mighty serious thing and should be
carried on solemn like, and now up
and tells me taint no place for girls ?
Now, ses I, Mr. John Fabulus Chris
ty, when the Lord Almighty made
Harvey Thomas he made him with
as pure a heart as he did Pheoby
Jane and just as big eyes to see dev
ilment and bigger ears to hear what
he hadn’t ort to hear, and not a bit
more sense to run away from where
he hadn’t ort to be than Pheoby
Jane. Now, ses I, if election haint a
litten place for Pheoby Jane to go,
Harvey Thomas dont go. Well but,
ses he, mother (he always ses mother
when he wants to coax me up a bit),
ses he, mother, I was just a readin’
in Georgia paper tother day where
two of their grate men, big speekers
at that—Major Black and Kernel
Livingston—sed the Lord deliver
them from ever seein’ wimmin a
votin’ and a goin’ to ’lections and a
puttin’ in about politics. Now, you
see, that was the last straw that
broke the camel’s back ; so I up and
ses I, J ohn Fabulus Christy, may the
Lord have mercy on you, have you
lost all the sense you ever had, or
did you never have none? Is them
fellers what you call grate men, who
smt two months ago was a runnin’
around clean all over the country
with a drunken, cussin’, howlin’, mur
derin’ mob hung to their tails, and a
givin’ them money for their votes,
and a tryin’ to beat a man that didn’t
do none of these things ? Now, ses
1, once for all, let me tell you if that
is what you call great men an’ want
to be a raisin boys that way, you
rais no more; now jest set that
down sir. When them fellers die
and Peter goes to open the gate for
’em and axes ’em, did you train up
your children in the way you would
have ’em go, they haint a goin’ to
look rite strait at Peter and say, why
—yes —why—but we did make a
little difference in their teachin’, bein’
as some of ’em was boys we did sor
ter let them go places an’ do things
the girls hadn’t ort to; sich as a
smokin’ an’ a cussin an’ a drinkin a
little bit, but we never wanted ’em
to do it, and allers told ’em not to,
but they got with them lection fel
lers an’ learnt it unbeknown to us.
Lad sakes, you jest orter a seed
John Fabius Christy a tryin’ to slip
outen doors, but I hadn’t sed it all
out yet, so I ses, ses I, Mr. John Fab
(that’s what I call him when I’m a
little bit riled up), ses I, if you want
to be a fool and a runnin’ after them
purjered devils down there you can
jest go down there and join their
crowd, but you can’t rais my boy
that way, for I shall make Harvey
Thomas believe a mean, dirty trick
in him is jest as mean as in Pheoby
Jane, an’ when he reads a newspa
per and studies politics, Pheoby Jane
does it to, if she wants to; an’ when
he gets a wife and children, if elec
tion places haint litten for him to
hitch up an’ take bis wife and chil
dren along, why hit ort to be; hit
ort to be solem and nice as a meetiu’
house, an’ I tend to teach Pheoby
Jane to have greater aspirations than
cookin’ dinners and rasin babies, an’
if them fellers down there don’t want
to see the like I am jest goin’ to help
sin out a little by prayin’ the Lord to
jest job their eyes out or send the
fool killer and kill ’em both. So, by
this time, he had got out an’ gone,
an’ you ort to a seed him make traks.
Aunt Annie.
Ness City, Kansas.
State Banks ami Wall Street.
Virginia Sun.
The Dispatch of Sunday, comment
ing upon General Weaver’s remarks
upon the proposed Democratic sys
tem of finance and State banks, says:
But Mr. Cleveland would no doubt
veto a bill for the free coinage of sil
ver, and would probably discourage
She Democrats in Congress from de
flation alizing the currency.” What
;he Dispatch means by “ denational
zing the currency ” is not made clear,
[f it means the currency of the na
tional banks, we concur that Mr.
Cleveland will discourage any inter
ference therewith, but will promote
PEOPLE’S PARTY PAPER, ATLANTA, GEORGIA. FRIDAY, DECEMBER IG, 1892.
it. He has not been elected to do
anything that Wall street does not
want. But if our neighbor means
the national greenback currency, the
conditions will be changed. Wall
street wants to furnish the people
with all the currency—national bank
currency—and in that Mr. Cleveland
will be with Wall street it is certain.
He is just as certain to veto a free
silver bill as he is going to do nothing
against the interests of the national
banking monopoly. If we have State
banks under Mr. Cleveland’s govern
ment, Wall street will as certainly
own and control them as Wall street
now owns and controls the present
national banks.
From the Hayseed Mansion.
Some of the Democrats wapt to
know how Aunt Polly Hayseed feels
since Cleveland is elected and Tom
Watson is defeated in the Tenth.
We feel like the psalmist, David.
We will not fret because of evil
doers, neither be envious of the
workers of iniquity. For we have
been in the fight long enough to
know right from wrong, and have
been on the side of God and truth
for forty years, and have strong
abiding faith in the triumph of truth,
justice and right.
Right is right since Qpd is God,
And right will surely win ;
To doubt would be disloyalty,
To falter would be sin.
For years and years we have been
active in church work, helping on
the right, helping in Sunday school,
missionary and temperance work,
praying, waiting, longing for the
triumph of right. We watched as a
sparrow alone upon the house top.
We saw whisky had our Government
by the throat. Money and whisky
controlled Democrat and Republican
and the combination was sapping the
foundation of our government. How
our hearts leaped for joy when our
Fork Alliance was organized and we
got into the merits of it, and began
reading Alliance papers and found
out its objects and aims. We felt
like shouting deliverance has come,
for the Alliance begins in prayer to
God and ends in prayer to God for
help. And when the People’s party
was organized and endorsed the Al
liance demands, we said amen; if
God is for us who can be against us.
New York, the mistress of these
United States, may sit upon her
scarlet colored beast full of names of
blasphemy against the God of the
Sabbath, against the God of the poor
and oppressed of our land. She
may dictate who shall be our Sena
tors, Governors and President. She
may make our nation drunk with her
whisky, and make our merchants,
lawyers, doctors, preachers and rich
men do her bidding by voting Dem
ocratic votes when she says vote that
ticket, or Republican when she says
so. She may shoot and ring her
bells over her victories—victory over
truth and justice, over the homeless,
hungry and naked', over the op
pressed of our land and country.
But we hear a voice from heaven,
through the People’s party, saying
Come out of New York, O my poe
ple, that ye be not partakers of her
sins. For her sins have reached
unto heaven, and God hath remem
bered her iniquities.
Now, if the foundations be de
stroyed, what can the righteous do ?
Let the rich grow richer in these
United States, as they have been for
the last twenty-five years, then fare
well to church work in the country,
farewell to Sunday schools, farewell
to missionary societies and temper
ance work in the country.
Why ? do you ask.
Because 75 per cent of church or
Christian people are in the country,
and if these heavy taxes and oppres
sive, unjust laws are to be continued,
the great mass of laborers will be too
poor to keep up the churches, too
poor to pay the preacher to preach
to them. The cities will have to
support preachers and missionaries,
the country will be the mission field.
Let the cities and towns rotten-egg
our reform leaders as much as they
please; let them turn up their noses
at the country people and laboring
people because the majority endorse
the People’s party platform. But
say unto them wo! wo Ibe unto you
if this reform movement is a failure.
But will it be a failure? No, no I
He that planted the ear, shall he not
hear ? He that formed the eye, shall
he not see ?
Cleveland, Northen and Black
have been elected with whisky and
money. Tom Watson has been de
feated. But onward, oh, ye People’s
party ! God moves in a mysterious
way his wonders to perform; and if
God is on our side, tremble whisky
and money! Tremble, New York!
for your days are numbered.
So will we sing and give praise
unto the Lord forever and ever.
Aunt Polly Hayseed.
A Word With Hon. Toni Watson.
Huntley, N. C., Nov. 29,1892.
We want you to know that we are
up here by the thousands who love
you as we used to love Stephens, Hill
and Grady. We love you for the
same reason we loved them—your
great beating heart; your grit; your
manhood. We rejoice that you have
shown the world that you have a
back-bone that will not bend under
the lash of any party or clique—one
as big as a telegraph pole. For
these causes we honor you more in
defeat than in victory—won as Mr.
Black’t was, with “red licker” and
boodle. We understand perfectly
well that you could have been with
Livingston, Alexander and Grady
had you prostituted your every sense
of honor and gone with with them
into the “charmed circle” and en-
listed in the service of the Eastern
bellwethers and hermaphrodites who
manipulated the Democratic ma
chine. For your fidelity to God and
his people, North Crrolina sends you
a message as earnest and as touch
ing as were the words of Ruth to
Naomi, “They people shall be our
people and thy God our God.” The
mention of your name up here flushes
cheeks and w T arms up hearts that
have been made pale and cold by the
contemptible cowardice of the patri-
(God save the mark) who
have so recently ridden into power
astraddle of barrels of “red whisky”
and thousands of mythical and
fraudulent black votes. We thank
God, and take courage at the fact
that you will do us a service at home
which you could not do so efficiently
in Congress—that of lifting the pelt
from the backs of these contemptible
partisan hypocrites who throw saw
dust the eyes of the people that they
may get their hands into their pock
ets and take their money for the
great(?) service of feeding them on
wind. Tom, North Carolina em
braces you and yours.
Jas. O. Matthews.
A Closed Career.
New York World.
The funeral of Jay Gould yester
day marked not only the close of an
extraordinary career, but the end of
a remarkable man.
There will never be another Jay
Gould.
The rare combinations of traits
and faculties which made up this
wonderful man are not more impos
sible of duplication than are the con
ditions which made his career pos
sible.
The boy was father to the man.
The nervous, restless, ambitious,
scheming lad, dissatisfied with the
hard and poorly requited toil of his
father’s farm, and setting out to live
by his wits, had within his frail frame
the promise and potency of the future
master of Wall street. He was in
dustrious, temperate, crafty, silent,
unscrupulous, relentless. He nad
the “instinct for accumulation,” which
has been w r ell said to be worth all the
rules that ever were written for the
gaining of wealth. He had precisely
the brain and the moral nature forjthe
predatory career into which he drift
ed as naturally as a spider goes to
catching flies or a fox seeks his prey.
He had no more conscience than his
own mousetrap.
The epoch waited the man.
The condition of France and of
Europe at the time of the great rev
olution did not more entirely lend
itself to the character and career of
Napoleon, and make the success of
that bandit-Emperor possible, than
did the condition of this country in
the years just before and during the
war, and immediately following that
disturbing and demoralizing conflict,
lend itself to the ambition and the
success of Ja y Gould. Dead soldiers,
impoverished States and tottering
thrones were no more to the Corsican
genius than were ruined friends, im
poverished widows, corrupted judges
and debauched legislators to the
“Wizard of Wall Street.”
The community and the times in
which Jay Gould lived are responsi
ble for the career that they invited
and palliated. His success, as it is
called, was due to a lack of public
virtue, to the laxity of the law itself
and to the looseness and corruption
of the administration. It is a shame
ful reflection upon our government,
and upon the moral standard and
business principles of the time, that
this career was never once seriously
checked either by the laws which it
defied or the public sentiment which
could have arrested it.
Where was the Law when Gould
organized robbery in the Erie direc
tory, added over $54,000,000 to the
indebtedness of that corporation,
with nothing to show for it, and car
ried off as his share of the plunder
nearly $12,000,000?
The records of the investigation
tell. Judges were his tools. Legis
latures were his instruments. Em
inent lawyers were retained to devise
safe ways in which to break the law.
Business men of repute did not feel
disgraced to sit in his boards nor
share in his pillage.
Where was Justice when Gould
plotted the infamy and precipitated
the disaster of Black Friday—mak
ing victims, with devilish impartiality,
of friends and foes alike, saving him
self clone from the wreck ?
Where was the hand of Federal
authority when Gould deliberately
impaired the national securities in the
Union Pacific Railroad to the extent
of millions of dollars to make money
for himself and his associates ?
Where were the States that created
and should have guarded the cor
porations which Gould wrecked after
robbing them ?
Where was this imperial city when
Gould seized its means of semi-rapid
transit, increased by millions the
capitalization of the roads through
his favorite system of watering, and
then proceed to run them according
to his own arbitrary will ?
Where -were the guardians of the
public interest when Gould created
and secured control of and a practi
cal monopoly in the telegraphic ser
vice of this country ?
It is because of the complaisance
or the corruption of law-makers and
law-enforcers and the indifference of
the public that these things have not
been prevented or punished. The
easy-going judgment that Gould was
“no worse than others,” but gained
eminence by greater success in a
game which thousands are playing,
has been often heard since his death.
Professor Hadley, of Yale, spoke a
truth which would be applicable to
nearly every assembly when he told
an audience on Sunday night:
“ Many a man among you would
be glad to go into Wall street and
get rich by just such methods as did
Gould.”
And yet the Professor had just
told his hearers that, “plainly speak
ing, he used official positions to de
fraud those who had especially
trusted him. He robbed not only
the investor but society which made
him the repository of its economic
power.”
This judgment, though true, is
but half the truth. While there are
many who would be glad to gain
wealth by the methods which Gould
employed, there is a large and in
creasing number of men who would
rather go without riches than to get
them in such away.
The standard of business ethics
and morality is higher than it was
when Gould and Fisk were plunder
ing Erie, just as the standard of
political and judicial honor is higher
than it was in the days of Tweed
and Barnard. Mr. Gould himself
, conformed to the better tendency of
the time in his later years. From a
wrecker of railroads he became the
conservator of railway property. It
is now some years since he was sus
pected of a wish to “own a judge.”
lie has not recently bought legisla
tures. The gaining of his goal—the
accumulation of.a collossal fortune—
no doubt tends to make him con
servative. But there can be no
doubt that he changed his methods
with the changing times.
The ability of Mr. Gould has been
overestimated. He was a forceful
man of a very narrow range. He
never projected a great constructive
enterprise. He conceived no great
idea. He executed no great plan.
What he did, at his best, was to
carry forward that which other men
had projected—to take advantage of
the pecuniary weakness of inventive
or constructive men and make their
conceptions his gain. He reaped
where he had not sowed and gath
ered where others had planted.
No man of wealth and promi
nence ever had so much wholesome
truth told about him at his death as
has been spoken of Jay Gould since
Friday. It has not been done in
wantonness or unkindness. Few
men in the press, the pulpit or in in
stitutions of learning had any reason
to bear the dead millionaire malice.
They have simply felt that it was a
time to speak plainly. One of the
worst and most pernicious examples
ever set before the young men of
this country had been been removed.
The public teachers thought, and
thought rightly, that the glamor
should be stripped from this career
of sordid money-getting, and that
the character of the man and his
deeds should be plainly stated.
All that succeeds is not success.
Measured by any high or worthy
standard the career of- 'Jay Gould
was a failure. He will be remem
bered chiefly as a warning. Will
seventy millions, all left behind, com
pensate for that ?
Hain’s Chestnuts.
New York Tribune.
The Ark had been out of sight of
land a little over three months. It
was getting monotonous.
“How does she head?” Said Noah
to Shem, who had just come off
watch.
“Sou’west by west, a little west.”
“All right,” said Noah, as he shift
ed his quid and resumed his examin
ation of the chart.
“This ought to be a good day for
fishing,” said Japhet. “If I only had
some bait.”
“Speaking of bait,” interrupted
Ham, “reminds me of the colored
man who was fishing off the dock
alongside a small colored boy, when
the boy fell overboard. The colored
man—”
“Ham,” said Noah, sternly, “do
you know how Cain escaped being
hung for murder ?”
“No; I don t remember.”
“Well, his de'ence was that Abel
had tried to ring in that old story on
him. And the jury rendered a ver
dict of justifiable homicide.”
Ham felt the rebuke. There was
an awkward pause. Presently there
was a disturbance in the cattle de
partment.
“Sounds to me as if the bull was
making trouble,” said Ham. “And
speaking of bulls reminds me of a
friend of mine vho undertook to
tame a bull. He tied a rope around
his waist —”
“Yes,” interrupted Japhet. “I
remember that story. Tubal Cain
set it to music, the bull belonged to
his brother-in-law; you needn’t tell
it.”
Ham subsided again.
“Seems to me, Ham, said Noah
looking up from the chart, you’re a
kind of an ass.”
“Ha! ha!” said Ham, good na
turedly, laughing at his own expense.
“But that reminds me of what a
man down in Mesopotamia said to a
fellow who was bragging about a
mule. He said —”
“Never mind what he said,” inter
rupted Shem. “We know all about
the mule and the buzzards and the
whole business. Methuselah used to
play marbles in his youth with the
man who made the remark about
the buzzards, and he told the story
twice a week for 960 years.”
“Well,” said Ham, “I think this is
rather rough on a man who is doing
as well as he can. I don’t pretend
that these stories are new, but we've
been so long at sea with no company
but the animals, I thought they
might sort of enliven us.”
“There’s where you make a bleed
ing error,” said Japhet; “these stories
are so stale they need disinfectants.
They are liable to breed disease and
get its quarantined.”
Silence ensued for some time. At
length Shem said, “To-morrow being
Friday, I suppose we shall have fish
for breakfast.”
“Speaking of fish,” said Ham, “re
minds me of a farmer friend of mine
who went to a hotel on his wedding
tour and struck a codfish cake—”
“Merciful heavens!” cried Noah,
rising to his feet; have we got to
listen to these chestnuts all night?
The man who found something dead
in the bread was the prehistoric man
himself. Adam found the story
written in hieroglyphics in the ante
room of a bear’s cave. Ham, if you
don’t shut up I’ll throw you out of
the window!”
Ham was angry, but he took the
hint, Weeks afterward, as the
family were going ashore at Ararat,
Noah said, “Ham, where are you go
ing to locate ?”
Raising his hand solemnly, Ham
answered, “I am going to North
America, and I shall tell those four
stories to somebody who will listen
to them if I have to wait five thou
sand years.”
Sure enough, Ham came up from
Georgia and told these stories in
Tammany Hall Thursday night.
There has always been some doubt
in theological circles precisely what
Noah “cussed” Ham for. If he told
the stories in the ark that he did in
Tammany Hall the mystery is solved.
The End Draws Near.
National Watchman.
In the business as in the material
world, all things have their orbit, and
all efforts have their periods of
reckoning by certain standards of
calculation. Every successful busi
ness man, every substantial business
man, every substantial institution,
and every prosperous venture has its
annual, semi - annual, or quarterly
balance sheet by which its future
course is guided. This is not a mere
statement of dollars and cents, but a
full analysis of all the prospective
contingencies which may wait upon
further action. Cold-blooded calcu
lation resting upon past experience,
and the most conservative prospects
of the future instead of theories and
speculation, are their ruling charac
teristics. In this manner the day of
accounting is anticipated with no
fear of the result. On the other
hand, a haphazard business with no
continuity of purpose, reaching out
he v e and there at the caprice or per
sonal advantage of each or either of
the parties interested, regardless of
the aggregate benefit, is always in a
state of expectation, ignorant alike
of its power or danger, and contin
ually suspicious of its own status.
As with individuals so with nations,
save only the elements of care and
prudence are rapidly becoming the
exception and not the rule. In re
gard to the financial affairs of the
United States, the day for squaring
accounts is near at hand. False
book-keeping can no longer conceal
the results of ignorant and vicious
methods, and the bald fact that the
people have been cheated, betrayed
and bankrupted stands out plain and
distinct.
During the past thirty years those
in charge of the government have
permitted its business to run riot.
Debts have been incurred by the
millions without knowing or caring
who would pay them. Contracts
and obligations have been entered
into without even a policy for fulfill
ment. The energies of the people
have been mortgaged for generations
without their knowledge or consent,
the income of the nation has been
pawned beyond its value, and the
entire economic fabric honey
combed with fraud and corruption.
When concealment is no longer pos
sible the curtain has been removed
and the rotten carcass of the body
politic is seen in all its hideous de
formity. And now after years of
tribute, after more than a generation
of plundering, the people find them
selves burdened with debt and strug
gling with low prices. The turn has
been called; and the boc ks are
opened for inspection, and what a
spectacle. Through fraud and po
litical scheming the annual pension
list has swollen to nearly $200,000,-
000. By similar methods every
branch of government has increase 1
its expenditures until the annual
tribute amounts to over $500,000,-
000 or $8 per capita. Bonds already
due have been extended, and, in or
der to meet this extravagance and
accruing interest, a further issue of
bonds is contemplated. The treas
ury has been looted of legitimate
deposits, and funds heretofore con
sidered sacred have been squan
dered. In addition to this, nearly
$190,000,000 of bonds guaranteed
by the government and loaned to
the Pacific railroad companies will
begin to fall due during the coming
year. Designing and dishonest men
in official positions have pro diluted
their authority and opportunities for
gain until the executive, legislative
and judicial branches of government
have become a combination to rob
and plunder labor in production.
The affairs of the nation have been
conducted in absolute disregard for
plain business principles, and hence
the present unsatisfactory condition
with its prospectix e disasters. The
crying need of the hour is for honest
men; men who will administer the
affairs of the nation as they would
their own. This can never be at
tained except through the complete
destruction of the two old parties
who have perpetrated the wrong
and brought about this threatening
situation.
The Executive Committee of the
People’s party of Oconee county,
consisting of three men from each
militia district, met at the court-house
in Watkinsville, Tuesday, and put
out a full ticket for county officers,
which is as follows:
For Treasurer, T. E. Middlebrooks.
For Ordinary, S. M. Wellborn.
For Clerk of Court, A. 11. Morton.
For Tax Collector, A. C. Jackson.
For Tax Receiver, M. C. Griffeth.
For Sheriff, B. E. Overby.
For Surveyor, R. L. Griffeth.
For Coroner, D. D. McLeroy.
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102 1-2 Whitehall sheet,
Atlanta, Ga.
50 cents per thousand in lots
of 3000 or more.
Always send money with order.
FOR SALE.
A GOOD FARM OF THREE HUN
dred acres, on the fork of the public
roads. A large Gin House, good Gin and
Press, good Engines, Boiler and Saw-mil,
, a small Store house and Dwelling and
one Tenant House. Six miles from Ma
rietta, on Dallas road. Apply to.
ASA DARBY,
Octavia, Cobb County, Ga
ADKINS HOUSE?
Noth west Cor. Broad and Campbell Streets,
Augusta, Georgia.
Centrally Located. Five Minutes Ride
on Electric Cars from Depot.
Will be pleased to have friends from
the country. TERMS, $1.50 Per Bay.
A. J. ADKINS, Proprietor.
FADGET,
Pays the Freight.
To introduce my business into every
Southern home, I make the following
very liberal offer : I will pay the freight
on every bill of goods amounting to
twenty-five dollars or more (except to
Texas and the Pacific slope). I have the
biggest line of Goods in the South, and
my factories are running day and night
to furnish goods for the thousands of
customers scattered all over this sunny
land:
Heavy Carpets 1 yard wide, 25 yards, $lO 00
Elegant Parlor Suits, upholstered in
Plush, ------ 30 00
Lai ge Bed room Suits, ten pieces - 22 00
Elegant Platform Fockers, - - 375
Eight-day Clock with alarm, ash or oak, 2 75
No. 7 Elat top Stove, with cooking uten-
sils, -------- 12 00
1,000 Window-shades, seven feet long, on
Spring Rollers, with good fringe, all
colors, each, - - 50
Cornice Poles, with Trimmings complete, 25
Read the following unheard of oiler;
I Ash Bed-room Suit, ten pieces, - 35 (i 0
1 Plush Parlor Suit, oak frames - - 35 00
25 yards Parlor Carpet. - - - 12 50
25 yards Matting fcr Bed-room, - - 025
1 Parlor Rug, 5 (jo
1 Bed-room Rug, - - - - a (X)
3 Cornice Pous for Parlor. - - 75
3 pairs Lace curtains for Parlor, - 750
(Chains, Pins and Hooks free).
2 Shades for Bed-room, -1 00
1 Decorated Tin Mop set, 3 pieces, -1 50
1 China Chamber Set, 9 pieces, - - 350
The above outfit for Parlor and Bed
room amounts to sll3, and you cannot
buy the goods in an ordinary retail store
for less than $125 to $l5O. 1 will pack
and deliver this line outfit to any freight
depot (except to Texas and the Pacific
slope) for SIOO cash with the order. The
Goods are atl first-class, and my profit on
them is 5 per cent.
References.—Georgia Railroad Bank,
Mayor of Augusta, Bradstreet’s or Dun's
Commercial Agency.
Address
L, L. PADGET,
805 Broad Street, AUGUSTA, GA.
Send for Catalogue.
THOMSON, GA., Nov. 28,1892
To my F'riends and Former
Customers:
Having bought the
Ira Brinkley stock ot goods.
I am prepared to show
you a nice line of
General Merchandise,
which I will sell very cheap.
Shoes a specialty.
S. F. MORRIS, Main st.
PEOPLE’S PARTI STOBE
Keeps constantly on hand a full line o?
FAMILY GROCERIES and
PLANT \TION SUPPLIES,
DRY GOODS, CLOTHING,
NOTIONS, BOOTS and SHOES.
Also a full line of
WINDOW SHADES,
CURTAINS, POLES, Etc.
We carry a full line of GLASS and
CHINA WARE, and would be pleased to
have yon call and exanfue prices and
quality before you buy.
Our motto is* “ Equal Rights to all,
Special Privileges to None.”
G. H. IRVING & CO.,
THOMSON, GEORGIA.
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