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BY BREWSTER & CO. DIRECTORY STATE GOVERNMENT. James M. Smith, Governor. N. C. Barnet. Seftretarv of State. J W. Goldsmith, Comptroller General. John Jones, Treasurer. Joel Branham, Librarian. John T. Brown, Principal Keeper of the Penitentiary. Gustavus J. Orr, State School Commis sioner. ' . ' J. N. Janes, Commissioner of Agricul ture. , . Thomas D. Little, State Geologist. * sry* JUDICIAL. niJ'i*. ttrncß CIRCUIT. Noel B. Knight. Judge. C. D. Phillips. Solicitor General. lime of Holding Court. * Cherokee —Fourth Monday in Febru ary,' and first Monday in August. Cobb—Second Monday in March anti’ November. . . ~ Dawson —Third Monday in April and second Monday in September. Fannin—Third Monday in May and Oc tober. . . . i Forsyth—First Monday m April and fourth Monday in August. . Gilmer —Second Monday in May and October. Lumpkin—Second Monday in April and first Monday in September. Milton—'Fourth Monday in March and third Monday in August. Pickens-—Fourth Monday in April and September. Towns—Monday after fourth Monday in May and October. Union—Fourth Monday in May and Oc lober. COUNTYOFFIdERS. C. M. McClure, Ordinary. Regular court first Monday In each month. J. W. Hudson, Ckrk Superior Court. M. P. Morris, Sheriff. E G. Gramling. Deputy Sheriff. J »hn G Evans, Treasurer. Wm. N. Wilson, Tax Receiver. Joseph G. Dupn-e, Tax Collector. Wm. W. Hawkins, Surveyor. Wm. Rumpley, Coroner. JUSTICE COURT—CANTON DIS. Joseph E. ttufson. J. P. R. F. Daniel, N. P. H. G. Daniel, L. C TOWN GOVERNMENT. W. A. Tenslv, Mayor J. W Hudson, Recorder. J M Me Wee. J. B. Barton. .Tame* O. Dowda, N. J Garrison, Jabez Galt, Alder men. COUNTY BOARD OF EDUCATION. James O. Dowda, President. James W. Hudson, County School Com ' missioner. Prof James U. Vincent. Examiner. Joseph M. McAfi'e. Allen Keith. Joseph J. Maddox, John R. Moore. Meetings quarterly, in the court-house. CMETiOfcEE TEACHERS’ ASSOCIA TION- Jam*s O. Dowda, President. M. B. Tn ’trie, Vice-President. C. M McClure, Secretary. J. W. Attaway, Treasurer, John D Attaway. Morum. Prof. James V, Association Cor respondent Regular meeting* every second Saturday ia each month, al 10 a. m. HXfciMQOQJi Baptist Church, Canton ua., time oi service fourth Sunday in each month. Rev. M. B. Tuggle, Pastor. M. E. Church, time of service, preachers in charge Rev. R R. Johnson, first Sunday. Rev. B. E. Ixallwtter. second. Rev. J. M. Hardin, third. MASONIC. Canton Lodge, Nr». 77. meets firat and third Monday nigfils in each month. Joseph M. McAfee, W. M. B. E. Ixjdlx ttrr, S-erctary. Six»< Lodge No 2SB, meets first and third ’ C. S. Rte. le, W. AT. O. W. Putman, Secretary. * GOOD TEMPLARS. Canton Lodge, No. 119, meets every SatftMlav. 8 p. in. * K. B Rolland, W. C. T. George I. Teasly, Secretary. GRANGE. Dsnhm Grange No. 845, Canton Ga. Jaber. Galt, Blaster. Joseph M. McAfee. Secretary. ATT ENTJOIST, o ijß viz *xv ojlqJEx onu Citisans and Friends of the M. & N. G. Railroad! josehFelsas, At the old Pinckney Young Comer, MARIETTA, GEORGIA. Has a large stock of— DRY GOObsf NOTIONS, HATS. CLOTHING. CROCKERY WARE ROOTS AND SHOES—the beat custom made work, Which be offers dmp at Panic Fricre. <W mH •« for yraireeK. Na troaUe to demonstrate to you what is g<4ng «*n tn scm inggwnda now, during panic titme. when goods must be sok! for cash, and cash »nly Thanking all my friends for their liberal patronage, and asking a eontinuacKC of the tame. I am, vetv respectfully. K JOSEPH ELSAS. I (Cherokee <!3co rninn. Lines [Composed by Dr. J. M. Turk just before the death of bis infant daughter Cornelia Poindexter, who died O Corrie; are not angels here, Around thy tender aching form? Faces strange, yet familiar and lair, They wait to take your spirit home. Cnnst thou notsee, on yonder shore, In tlu\t fair and hippy land, A new, a shining harp of gold Waiting for thy lily white hand ? Car.st thou not see those pearly gates And shining streets of gold, And all the ransomed, smali and great, As Heaven toYhy vision unfolds? Caiist thou not hear those seraphs sing. And all thy ransomed kindred say, “Fear po| /leath’a awful sting- Corrie, come, oh! come away ? And when to Jordan's banks you come, And cross the raging billow’s foam, You’ll shout, “I’m safely landed home, An .1, papa, you must come.” 0 Corrie, thy tinv infant feci Have Lever sinful earth triad, But may they my spirit greet When I am with the dead. The Lost. Satchel. She came from South Bend, and when she got off the train she discovered that her big satchel hadn’t come along with the bag gage She flourished her cheek under the baggagemnstvr’s nose and loudly demand ed “that satchel,” and after a long hunt be was forced to say, “Madam, there is some mistake. lam Very gorier’ but the satchel is sure to come on the next train.” “Do you s’pose -I’m going to wait around here till to-morrer?”‘ she indignantly re sponded, pushing the cheek under his eyes. “You ean go on and we’ll forward it, madam.” “I’d look purty goingon and leaving that satchel to toiler,” she exclaimed. “Every, dud I’ve got in the world, ’ccpt these on mj' back, ate in it. and I’m going to have 'cnl or this road will get sued!” made another search, failed to find it, and said, “It must have been left, but it’s sure to conic.” “Where’s the boss of this road ?” she dc imuiihul, waving, her check around,. “I’m going to see it I'm to lie defrauded of a satchel chUckful of as good clothes as any woman of my age in Indiana ever put on .” The man pointed down to the d< pot, and she walked up to the and call ed at the agent, “See here, mister, 1 want forty dollars or my satchel!’’ “Don’t know any thing about your satch* el ” he replied. “You don’t, ch I” she said, throwing down th® big brass check. “What's that.” “A check madam.” “Yes, a check for my satchel, and now the satchel can’t be found ! It’s probably bin stolen, but I know every thing in it Th*frc were tjireq chemises with ruffles aroUnd (lie top; nlght-goWn; two paifs brstockings, dafn&l in the heels; one gray dress which cost twenty-eight cents a yard in South Bend ; another night-gown, •lorn in ; two checks"— s ' “la was and will be here on the next train,” he interupted. “But I'm bound fur Oswego, and I don’t care for any of your next trains,” she snap ped. ““ Weft you’ll have to sec some one else; I have nothing to do with the baggage.” “I will sec some one else, young man! I’ll set* the man who bosses this road, and I'll have my satchel w the pay for it, or I’ll have the whole crowd of you in jail!” Turning away she caught sight of a po ' licetnan, nnd bearing down on him she said: “Re y<»n a police.” “Yes'm” “Well then, I want this railroad arw»t*l. They have stolen my satchel.” “Oh, I gness you’ll find i‘. all right," b® replied. "Baggage is frequently lost, but it always turn up right again. You have the check aft eight?" “Yes: and I can remember every article n It. There is a night-gown tom in the back ; there is a bottle of hair rvvigoratur that was never uncorked; there’s one new night-gown with a ruffle around the top; there’s two ywds of flannel for my daugh ter's baby; tlicrt's a white envelope; there’s a bottle of goosedfe; there’s"— t ‘Oh, well, it’ll come along,” interrupted fhc officer. "And I’ve got to wait ?” “Yes, or go on and let them send it" “I vum if I will!" she said, pushing the check into his ear, “I'm going to have tluß s-atchej or the pay for it! I’d look pur ty lauding In Oswego with these ok! duds on, wohldn’t I?” “Well, I can’t help you.” “Theo t'll hdp myself! The Wilkinsons never did let any one impose on ’em vet, nnd we shant ‘low it now.” She got a boy to show her up stairs to the general oflfcee, and walking into the superintendent’s room she asked, “Be you the boss of tb» roed ?*’ “I’m the superintendent," he replied, “You see that check r* mU? “Will, that’s my satchel cheek. The I satchel haint here; il’a been stolen or lost ’ I want forty dollar? tight uwav. * CANTON, CHEROKEE COUNTY, GA, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 8, 1876. “You’ll have to see the baggagemaster, madam.” “I’ll see nolx) ly ! That satchel’s bin hook. R d as sure as you’re born ; but I can identi fy it. I know every thing in it. There was a night-gown, perfectly new, made of yard-wide goods; there was a bottle of hair refrigerator ; there was a night-gown with a hole in the back; there’s was a”— At this moment the baggagemaster came up and informed h**r that the lost satchel had been found under a pile of trunks, nnd she arose and remarked, “Well, that’s all right. Looks to me ns if there was a little suspicion here; but this railroad wants to understand that I can stick un for my rights with any body. I was bound to have that satchel or put th£ whole caboodle of ye where you couldn’t break out.” And, parading up and down the depot with the big satchel under her arm. her eyes wore a look of proud triumph.—[Detroit Free Press. Romantic Incidents of Somnambulism. THE ALTERED WILL. A remarkable fact relating to somnam bulism, came out io a legal trial in New Orleans many years ago. The question at issue was in regard to the validity of the will of a wealthy citizen, who bad left his property to two of his children, to the ex clusion of two others. Evidence has been produced very much in favor of the will, but this was finally swept away by the tes timony of a house-ke. per who had lived in the family. We condense from the evidence, as re ported, the following facts: “I know all the parties to this suit,” said the witness. "I lived for ten years Ift the family. lam now forty-three years nf age. Know a circumstance in regard to a will in question. Have never revealed it to any one, but told several persons I would be a good witness for the cut-off children. Their lawyers have questioned me a great deal, but I refused to stnte exactly what I do know. I wish now to do so.” The report states that, at this stage there was the deepest attention in the court-room. The judge, lawyers, and everyone, gave al most br<‘athk‘ss attention, for it was evident that some startling revelation was to be made. “Proceed in your way,” said the judge. “On the night after the testator’s death,” the witness continued, “I retired to my owu room very much distressed in my own mind. He had been a good friend to me, and his house had long been my home. I knew that there would be a change now, and taking all the circumstances together. I felt very sad. Not knowing but that I might lie called, I did not remove my clothes, but threw myself on the bed with a shawl over me. Some hours later I found myself in another room of the house. I went there while asleep.” “Are you a somnambulist ?’’ asked one of the lawyers. “A most confirmed one,’’ replied ‘.he wit ness. “All my life I have been a sleep walker. On the night named, the firat consciousness 1 had of being in another room was by hearing voices that uwaked me. I knew in a moment how I got there, for I have at different times walked ail over that house. The room is in the upfrer part, and was one I often went to in the day time because it was cool and pleasant. There ia a door leading to another room, and in this door i« a long crack in the wood. I was in the dark, but when I awoke I saw that there wsa a light in the other room. This struck me as strange, for it was seldom VHsitcd by any one except myself. But the voices arrested my attcu tention mojm than anything else. 1 recog nized them at once." "Whose were they?” we asked on tbc side of the coustituents. The witness gave the names of the two sons of these testators, who inherited all the property under the will. She then contin ued. “Curiosity prompted me to listen, and what I heard caused me to apply my eyes to the crack and look into the other room. I bad often thought of fits of somnambul ism as an affliction, but I now saw, from this instance, that a great act of Providence could be shown in the habit.” “Never mind ail that,” said one of the lawyers for the will. "You no doubt, think it nonsense," re turned the witness, with spirit, “but you will see the band of God before I am through.” “Keep strictly to the facts,” said the judge. “Nothing else is evidence.” "Looking through the crack,” the wit ness went on to say, “I saw the two j>er sons named busy with a paper, which from the conversation I knew to be the will of the testator. They had acids, and were altering it. I swear that I saw them alter ing the will now in court.” The sensation produced by this evidence was thrilling in the extreme. Every eye was turned upon the two sons, who sat pale and trembling by the side of their counsel. These gratiomea were evidenlly dumb founded by the revelation. “I know nothing,” continued the witness, “from the time I fell a?lc*p on my bed un- Virtue and Intelligence—The Safeguards of Liberty. > til I awakened in the room. I walked there in my sleep, and would probably have re turned the same way, if I had not been awakened by the voices.” *««»««« The account from which we draw the facts concludes thus: “This case may well be regard'd as one of the romances of the law. And it does present somnambulism in anew feature. It this woman had been of the ordinary kind, shaping sound and contentedly in her bed, what a crime would have gone cred. Funny Incidents in thk Pulpit.—At a clerical dinner-party some time ago, says Appleton’s Journal, the question went around to each as follows: ‘Were you ever so placed in public in the performance of a service as to lose all sense of the solemni ty of the occasion, and be compelled to laugh in spite of your more serious self?’ and the following are some ol the replies hatwere made: A very solemn clergyman and his assistant were disturbed in their chancvl by a miserable looking street cat, which had come in, in some unknown way, and was rubbing itself up against their legs, me-ow-ing piteously. The rector beckoned to the assistant to put the cat out, which he did, but in a few moments she was back again. Upon this the very solemn rector placed the poor creature under oao of the heavy Iwx-stools in the chancel, and plac ing Distort on the improvised kennel, gave out the hymn beginning ‘a charge to keep I have.’ Thedast experience mentioned was that of a clergyman at his first baptismjof infants. He was then very young in years- and had never before held a baby that he could re member of, much less hold a baby and a book io the presence of a church full of peo ple. The first inf mt given into his arms was a big squirming boy of thirteen months, who iffivaediately begin to corkscrew his way through clothes and wrappings. The mmiter held on bravely, but in a few mo ments the chill's face disappeared in the wraps, and his dangling legs oeaeitli were worming their way to the floor. Seized with the horrible impression that the child was his way through his clothes i and would soon l»e on the floor in a state of nature, he clutched the clothes violently by the sash band, and straddling the child up on the chancel niil said to the mother, ‘lf you don’t hold that baby, he will certainly i be through his clothes, and I shall have , nothing left but the dress to baptise.’ A Curious Romance. Norfolk street, Strand, says the London Court Journal, has a curious commemora tive monument. An observant spectator will notice that the first floor windows of a large house nt the corner of Howard street presents a peculiar appearance. The shut ter are np, and they are covered thickly with dust, while through the chinks can be seen the blinds, also thick with dust and moldering away with age. Those shutters and Blinds 5 have been in exactly the same position, untouched, for about fifty years. During that time no human foot, it is be lieved, has entered that room. And the reason is this: Fifty years ago a certain nobleman was engaged to be married, the day was fixed, the wedding morning arrived the breakfast was laid out in that spacious nod hand some room, the bridegroom was ready to proceed to church, when it was discovered that the bride mths missing; a note In her handwriting was found addressed to the bridegoom, uricuy informing him that she had eloped that morning with bis “best man,” a gay and gallant captain of dragoons. The jilted bridegroom did not say much, but he went alone to the room in which the weddiug breakfast was laid out with his own bands put up the shutters and drew the Winds, locked the door and took the key. He gave orders that the door should be Balled np and barred with pad locked bars, and that no one should enter the room again. When the houes was left it was stipulated that the room in question slmold repiain untouched, and a sum of S3OO per annum was naid to the tenant to compensate him for the deprivation of the use of the room. The nobleman has been dead some years, but it is believed the room has never been entered since be closed it <nd there are the “wedding meats” mould ering silently away, and tbc ornaments crumbling to dust in the funeral gloom. A wag entered a smoking-car, a few days ago, while the train was in motion, and in an earnest and sympathetic tone said, There’s a lady in the next coach tainted aw.iy. Has any gentleman here any liquor for her? Twenty-eight men in that car immediately rose to their feet, each with ' a flask in bia band. A more eloquent ex pression of sympathy could be conceived. Ms, Lincoln use to tell of a converted • Confederate, who was so overjoyed at re ceiving his pardon that he exclaimed: j “Thank you, Mr. Presklent thank you! i Now I'm as good a Union man as any of ' you—emph tticlly one of you again. But , didn't Stonewall Jacksua give us hell in i the vs’.’ey?” Acworth Correspondence of The Georgian. Messrs. Editors: Having a spare mo ment, I send you this short communication from this live and thriving village. Our business, as you are aware, has been quite dull this winter, but I judge that col lections have been as good, if not better, by our merchants than by the majority of business men in Ga. Money is scarce, nev ertheless, we have some men whe still chew tobacco and others who take a dram, occa sionally, even if the ministers salary is un paid. We have had some deaths in our village recently The little son of C. C. Phillips, also the little orphan niece of M. M. Phillips, both sweet, nice children, have crossed the river, and will now’ be waiting and watching at the beautiful gate for fath er, mother, uncle, and aunt. There are othei cases ot serious sickness in our midst. Some of our good citizens were a little surprised and disappointed to see that our worthy congressman voted against the re peal of the bankrupt law. We do not know the reasons that influenced him in his vote, and a man must not lie condemned without a hearing, but we think it may be a pretty hard vote to defend before an honest con stituency. Our S’ate appeared almost wild on a dog law, but is cooling down slowly, and I think a good dog will still be allowed the crombs from his masters table. Seldom. A Case of Filial Devotion. Much of the current gossip of the day aliout town turns upon execulions, banging bees and hemp matinees. Apropos of this subject, Judge Borden tells a story, which he vouches for as true, and which will bear repeating. A few years since the judge was presiding over the trial of a man charged with committing murder by the use of poison. The trial tflwk place at a small town not far from Fort Wayu®. The jury had been out some time, and as the ev idence was very conclusive against the de fendant, the general impression was that the jury would find him guilty and affix the death penalty. While the twelve good and lawful men were yet deliberating upon the verdict, a lad, about fifteen years of age, called upon Ju lgc Borden at his hotel, when the following conversation ensued: “You are Judge Borden, aren’t you ?” "Yes my son; what do you want ?” “Well, my name is—; lam a son of the man who is being tried for murder.” “Alia, and what can I do for you ?” “Won’t you have control of my father’s body after he is hung ?” “Well, my son, why do you thins, your father is going to lie hung?” “Because every one says he ought to be.” “Do you think he ought to?” “No, sir, I don’t. But if he is, and I guess he will lie, I want you to give me the body.” “Well, sal.l the Julgc, touched with this apparent instance of filial devotion, “what will you do with the body if you get it?” “Why, sir, two doctors in this towh are going to give me S4O for it.” The Judge wilted, and the lad retired’ sat isfied that he had gained ais point.—[Fort Wayne Sentinel. Many j»cople seem to forget that char acter grows; that it is not something to put on ready made with womanhood or man hood; hut day by day, here a little and there a little, it grows with the growth and strengthen* with the strength, until good or bad it becomes almost t coat of mail. Look at a man of business —prompt, reliable, con sclent ions, yet clear-headed and energetic. H hen do you suppose lie developed all these admirable qualities ? When he was a boy ? Let ns see the way in which a boy of ten years gets up in the morning, works, plays, studies, and we will tell you just what kind of man he will make. Tue boy that is late stands a poor chance to be a prompt man. The boy who neglects his studies, be he ev er so small, and then excuses himself by saying, “I forgot, I didn’t think !” will nev er be a reliable man. And the boy who finds pleasure in the suffering of weaker things will never lie a noble, generous kind man—a gentleman. The following sbecuncn of English pure and unde filed is from the Liverpool Times: A doctor was lately summoned to a cot tage at Harw<«od Teasdale, and found a boy in need of his services. “Put out your tongue," said the doctor. The boy stared like an owl. “My good boy,” requested the medical man, "let me see your tongue.” “Talk English, doctor,” put in the mother, “Hoppen thy gobbler and put out thy lol iker.” The boy roiled out his longue in a moment. At Salt Lake, the other day, a young la dy from the interior entered a store and called for a pair of stockings. The clerk politely asked her what number she wore. “Why, two, air, do you suppose I am a can . tipede or tarantula ? How many do you I' suppose I would wear ?’’ A Vermont man returned home the other > day, after an absence of eleven years, and • found that neither of the three husbands | his wife had married and buried bad fixed ! the gate. i VOLUME 1.-NUMBER 31. Thr roll of lienor— A big ro'l of money, as the world goes. Chekk wins in this world, especially if the cheek is dimpled and rosy. The greater part of all the mtechief of the world comes from the fact that men do not sufficiently understand their own aims. They have undertaken to build a tower, and sDend no more labor on the founda tion than would be necessary to erect a hut. The man who lives right and is right has more power in his silence than another has by bis words. Character ia like bells which ring out sweet music, and which, touched accidentally even, resounds with tweet music. There is said to be a man in Harper’s Ferry whose name is Samuel T. S. J. B. V. M. B. Case. It is strange that a fellow will mutilate the alphabet in that way when nobody hinders him from taking the whole ot it. »* A bright little boy in Springfield, Mau. saw some of the relics of the Centenial pe rimi at the City Hall, and he thoughtfully remarked, ‘They hail little wash-bowls and big cider-mugs, didn’t they, mother.?’ A darkey who was stooping to wash his hands in a creek didn’t notice the peculiar motions of a goat just behind him, so when be scrambled out of the water and was asked how it happened, he answered, ‘I dunno ‘zactly; but ‘peared as es de shore kinder h’isted an’ thowed me.’ Not having heard from the debating so ciety, says an exchangC In relation to the conundrum, “Why do hens always lay eggs in the daytime?” a contemporary answers, “Because at night they are roosters.” “What do you mean, you little rascal ?” exclaimed an individual to an impudent youth who had seized him by the nose on the street. Oh, nothing—only I am going out to seek my fortune, and my father told me to seize hold of the firat thing that ‘turned up.” The passengers embarked on the Aus tralian Steamship Company’s boats at San Francisco are greeted with the checrftil ut terances of a man with a stentorian voice, who shouts, ‘Don’t you go in that steamer! She’s a coffin! Prepare to meet yer God I Insure yer life! Say good-bye to yer folks He is the enterprising agent of a rival line. The people of the Australian line don’t think it is right, and they havejprocured an injunction on the use of his voice. “La, me!” sighed Mrs. Partington, “hero 1 have been suffering the bigamies of death for three mortal weeks. First. I was seized with a bleeding phrenology in the left hamp shire ot brain, which was exceeded by a stoppage of the ventalator of the heart. This gave me an inflnmatlon in the borax, and now I’m sick with chloroform morbus. There is no blessing like that of health, e«- pecinly when you a*e ill." There was a rector in England who, af ter his establishment in a parish, preached the same sermon to his congregation Bun day after Sunday—a very good sermon, but always the same. At last the farmers rent a deputation to request a change. “Very well,” said the rector, “but now let any one of yon tell me all about that sermon.” Not a person could give an account “Then” resumed the clergyman, “I’ll continue to preach it till I’m sure you all know what it contains. Be frank with the world. Frankness ia the child of honesty and courage. Say just what you mean to do on every occasion, and lake it for granted you do what is right. If a friend ask a favor you should grant it if it is reasonable, if not, tell him plainly why you can not. You will wrong your self and wrong him hy equivocation of any kind. Never do a wrong thing to make a friend or to keep one—a man that requires you to do so, is dearly purchased at such a sacrifice. Deal kindly but firmly with all men—you will find it the policy which wears the best Above all, do not appear to others what you are not. If you have any fault to find with any one, tell him, not eth ers, of what you complain. A mother in the discharge of her duties should be firm, gentle, kind, always ready to attend to her child. She should never laugh at him—at what he does that is con ning—never allow him to think of his looks, except to lie neat and clean in all his habits. She should teach him to obey a look—to respect those older than himself; she should never make a command without seeing that it » performed in the right manner. Never speak of the child’s faults or foibles, or repeat his remarks before him. It is a sure way to spoil a child. Never reprova a child when you are excited, nor Ist year lone of voice be raised when correct lag. Strive to inspire love, not dread— reapsot not feai. Remember you are training and edcating a soul for eternity. Teach your children to wait upon themselves, to pal away a thing when done with it. But do not forget that you were once a child.