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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. I s®*® t I I Kggz bhis | *OO BOTANIC > m a^a O«JL009 BALM! | THE GREAT REMEDY X < - FOR ALL BLOOD AND SKIN DISEASES - A & Has been thoroughly tested by em- A inent physicians and the people jA & for 40 years, and never fails to \ A cure quickly and permanently & \ SCROFULA, ULCERS, ECZEMA, \ F RHEUMATISM, PIMPLES, ERUPTIONS, F @ and all manner of EATING. SPREADING and a \ RUNNING SORES. Invariably cures the most \ @ loathsome blood diseases if directions are fol- a \ lowed. Price $1 per bottle, 6 bottles for $5. lor N 0 sale by druggists. F e SENT FREE wonih fkes. r $ BLOOD BALM CO., Atlanta, tia *- 0 ELECTION TICKETS. Send orders to Elam Christian, The People’s Printer, 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. 3