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DON’T BTJY
Groceries
BEFORE EXAE^IHING
GLOWd PERRY’S
LARGE STOCK!
—AS THEY—
WILL NOT BE UNDERSOLD !
On any article in their line, but
propose to
UNDERSELL!
WILL PAY HIGHEST PKICE FOR
Georgia Seed Rye !
COUNTRY MERCHANTS
Will find that they can buy ot us
Kerosene Oil, Gun Powder, Shot
and Matches ! !
For less money than they can order.
GLOVER & PERRY,
sspfitf Americcs, Ga.
THE OPERATED
SEXTUPLE
SPRING BED.
To breathe, eat and" sleep well is the first
requirement of physical organization.
. s. FLEISGriMAN’S
SEXTUPLE BED SPRING.
[Patented Aug. 22, 1882.]
Is the first and foremost to accomplish this
end*, as it facilitates the first, accelerates
the second, and perfects the last of these
grand purposes. It is a “tiling of beauty and
a joyforever.” Last witli life, perfect in
its adaptation for comfort, being disconnect
ed in the center prevents sagging. Made by
S. M- LESTER, who will put them on, and
is from long experience able to guarantee
satisfaction.
AGENTS WANTED
to sell these Springs. Territory and Spring
outfit lurnislied and large commissions paid.
S. FLEISCHMAN,
Patentee and Manufacturer,
octll-6m Cotton Ave., Americus.Ga.
Rosser & Gunnels.
New Bar and Billiaril
SALOON.
Messrs. G. Si ROSSER and P. W. GUN
NELS have opened a Har and Billiard Sa
* loon in the new building of Hamil Bros., on
Cotton Avenue, where they have a fine
stock of pure
Brandies, Wines and Whiskies !
Also the National Drink,
ANHUESER BEER,
the best in the land. The best Cigars and
Tobacco always on hand.
Onr Billiard Saloon is one of the best in
the city—everything new and good. We in
vite the public generally to give us a trial.
In a few days our RESTAURANT will he
opened, and we promise that it shall com
pare with the best and beeurpassed by none.
ROSSER & GUNNELS,
septstf Americus, Ga.
For Dyspepsia,
Costiveness,
Headache,
Chronic Diar
rhoea, Jaundice,
Impurity of the
Blood, Fever and
| Ague, Malaria,
and all Diseases
caused by De-
rangement of Liver, Bowels and Kidneys.
SYMPTOMS OF A DISEASED LIVER.
Bad Breath; Pain in the Side, sometimes the
fain is felt under the Shoulder-blade, mistaken for
Lhcumatism; general loss of appetite; Bowels
generally costive, sometimes alternating with lax;
the head is troubled with pain, is dull and heavy,
with considerable loss of memory, accompanied
with a painful sensation of leaving undone something
which ought to have been done; a slight, dry cough
and flushed face is sometimes an attendant, often
mistaken for consumption; the patient complains
of weariness and debility; nervous, easily startled;
feet cold or burning, sometimes a prickly sensation
of the skin exists; spirits are low and despondent,
and, although satisfied that exercise would be bene
ficial, yet one can hardly summon up fortitude to
try it—in fact, distrusts every remedy. Several
of the above symptoms attend the disease, but cases
have occurred wnen but few of them existed, yet
examination after death ba i shown the Liver to
have been extensively deranged.
It should bo used by all persons, old and
young, whenever any of the above
symptoms appear.
Persons Traveling or Living in Un
healthy Localities, by taking a dose occasion
ally to keep the Liver in healthy action, will avoid
all Malaria, Bilious attacks, Dizziness, Nau
sea, Drowsiness, Depression of Spirits, etc. It
will invigorate like a glass of wine, but is uo in
toxicating beverage.
If You have eaten anything hard of
digcsthin, or feel heavy after meals, or sleep
less at night, take a dose and you will be relieved.
Time and Doctors* Dills will ho saved
by always keeping the Regulator
/ in the House!
For, whatever the ailment may be, a thoroughly
safe purgative, alterative and tonic can
never be out of place. The remedy is harmless
and does not interfere witli business or
pleasure.
IT IS PURELY VEGETABLE,
And has all the power and efficacy of Calomel or
Quinine, without any of the injurious after effects.
A Governor’s Testimony.
Simmons Liver Regulator has been in use in my
family for some time, and I am satisfied it is a
valuable addition to the medical science.
J. Gill Shorter, Governor of Ala.
Hon. Alexander 11. Stephens, of Ga.,
says: Have derived some benefit from the use of
Simmons Liver Regulator, and wish to give it a
further trial.
“The only Thing that never fails to
Relieve.”—l have used many remedies for Dys
pepsia, Liver Affection and Debility, but never
have found anything to benefit me to the extent
Simmons Liver Regulator has. 1 sent from Min
nesota to Gcorgia'fbr it, and would send further for
such a medicine, and would advise all who are sim
ilarly affected to give it a trial as it seems the only
thing that never fails to relieve.
P. M. Janney, Minneapolis, Minn.
Dr. T. IV. Mason says: From actual ex
perience in the use of Simmons Liver Regulator in
my practice I have been and am satisfied to use
and prescribe it as a purgative medicine.
only the Genuine, which always
has on the Wrapper the red Z Trade-Mark
and Signature of ,1. If. ZEILIN & CO.
FOR SALE BY ALT. DRUGGISTS.
TUTTS
PILLS
A DISORDERED LIVER
IS THE BANE
of the present generation. It ia for the
Cure of this disease and its attendants,
BICK-HEADACHE, BILIOUSNESS, DYS
PEPSIA, CONSTIPATION, PILES, etc., that
TUTT’S PILLS have gained aw.orld-wide
reputation. No Remedy has ever been
discovered that acts bo gently on the
digestive organs, giving them vigor to as
similate food. Asa natural result, the
Nervous System is Braced, the Muscles
are Developed, and the Body Robust.
OlriJ.iE* Povor,
E. RIVAL, n Planter at Bay cm Sara, La., says:
My plantation la In a malarial district. For
several years I could not mako half a crop on
account of bilious diseases and chills. I was
nearly discouraged when I began the use of
TUTT’S PILLS. The result was marvolous:
my laborers soon became hearty and robust,
and I havo had no further trouble.
They relieve the engorged Liver, cleanse
the Blood from poisonous humors, and
cause the bowels to act naturally, with
out which no one can feel well.
Try this remedy fairly, and you will gain
a healthy Digestion, Vlgorousßody. Bure
Blood, Strfmg Nerves, and a Sound Liver.
Price, 25Cents. Office, 35 Murray St., N. Y.
TUTUS HAIR DYE.
Gray Hair or Wiiibkkrs changed to a Glossy
Black bv a single application of this Dyk. It
Imparts a natural color, and acts instantaneously.
Sold by Druggists, or sent by express on receipt
of One Dollar.
Office, 88 Murray Street, New York.
(Dr. TUTT’S MA.XUAU of Fafuabfe'W
Information and Useful Receipts I
will be mailed FB£E on application* J
HOSIiFUi
Mips
Old fashionable remedies are rapidly
giving ground before the advance of this
conquering specific, and old fashioned ideas
in regard to depletion as a means of cure,
have been quite exploded by the success of
the great renovant, which tones the system,
tranquilizes malaria, depurates and enriches
the blood, rouses the liver when dormant,
and produces a regular habit of body.
For sale by all Druggists and Dealers
generally.
FOR SALE.
A valuablo farm, eight miles of Americus,
n a good neighborhood, healthy section,
Church privileges convenient, good water,
good dwelling house witli six rooms, good
gin house and press, and other necessary
out houses, six hundred and fifty acres of
g ay ahd mulatto land, four hundred open
nrd in good state of cultivation, two settle
ments on place, and a fish pond stocked
with German Carp. If you want a desirable
home, with good productive lands and com
fortable and convenient surroundings, ap
ply soon. J. A. ANSLEY,
septlStf Attorney at Law.
Y - A tent, wanted. . I>.r made Mill
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AMERICUS, GEORGIA; WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 15, 1882.
Written for the Republican.
In Memory of my Darling; Lillie
Sinter.
Hark, I am sad to-day without her,
Sad, only sad while thinking,
Of the joys on earth she gave me,
And the pains before her sinking.
But then when I consider,
And think how it ail was done,
I think, oh! Lorld, ’tis better,
For the victory she has won.
But oh, I am sad again,
Now I think of stealthy death,
He, in his noiseless chariot came,
And bore her off by death.
Oh! I loved my little darling sister,
I loved her, precious boon,
And though I cannot to her whisper,
I will not, no not forget her soon.
Though we were so soon to sever,
On her my whole heart’s rays were shed,
Forget her oil! I can never, never,
Ye t she is numbered with the sleeping dead
She was so noble, good and kind,
And always proved so true,
How could I forget my sister, mine,
And fail to love her, too.
W hen close around her bedside drew,
The family and her friends,
Who did all in their power they could do,
To save her from death’s fiends.
The fire of her once bright eyes
Grew dim in the fading light,
And her angel soul was beyond the skies
Ere the close of night.
At half-past six she bid adieu,
To those who loved her best,
And the little darling’s spirit flew
To heaven, and is now at rest.
She was a little angel here,
And we know she is in heaven,
For God has said he will take care
Of all his blessed little children.
When our dear father said to her:
My daughter you must die,
With her little eyes cast up.
She said, why, papa why!
Because my darling you are so weak,
You cannot stand the pain,
And the fever from your precious cheek
Has all come back again.
Then she turned her little eyes,
And without a murmur said,
I cannot help it papa, dear,
Oil, she had so little dread.
She did not care for death, oh, no,
She was too good and true,
To even feel the sting you know,
Like poor weak sinners do.
She was the youngest of us nine,
And the darling of my heart.
I loved her with pure love divine,
But 10, we had to part,
Her precious little form was given,
By the gracious hand of God,
And though her spirit be now in heaven,
Her body is ’neath the sod.
My heart overflows witli grief,
When I think of our bereft,
And think a life so sweet.should be so brief,
To all the little angel left.
But like noble Mrs. Smith who said,
In her angel life like voice.
As she stood near the blessed child’s head,
We will meet you again, little darling,
and all rejoice.
James R. Williams.
American Fables.
A Clam who was taking a ramble
over the Meadows one day met a Hare,
and after remarking that winter would
soon be here, he added:
“Oh, by the way, I wanted to say
that I don’t believe in Christianity,”
“You don’t?”
“No, nor in the Bible.”
“Is it possible?”
“And I may as well add that I have
become an Infidel.”
“Dear, dear me!” gasped the Hare,
and with tears in her eyes she argued
and coaxed and pleaded and reasoned
with the Clam to change his views.
She was still wasting her breath when
along came the Coon and called out:
“Good-day to both. Why these
tears, Mrs. Hare.
The Hare explajned, and the Coon
turned to the Clam and inquired:
“Is it true that you do not believe in
God or a hereafter?”
“Strictly true,” was the reply.
“And what if you dont?” continued
the Coon. “You are simply one Clam
out of billions. What you believe or
don’t believo won’t affect even one blade
of grass nor disturb one grain of sand.
Please shoulder your opinions and
move out of the path.
moral.
Let ’em Infidel, if they want to.
P. S.—Suppose they don’t go to
Heaven—what of it?
A Bridal Couple’s Experience in
a Bath Koom.
A newly married pair, who arrived
on their honeymoon trip at a celebrated
Scotch watering place when accommo
dations was ata premium,had a mattress
spread for them by a compassionate inn
keeper in one of the bath rooms. In
the middle of the night the house was
alarmed by loud shrieks proceeding
from the nuptial chamber. What was
the matter? Well, this: The young
bride, wishing to ring for a servant,
had caught hold of what she supposed
to be the bell-rope and pulled it smart
ly. Unhappily for her and her spouse,
it was the cord of the shower bath over
their heads, and deluge of water as
would throw a damper upon the most
devoted of honeymooniug couples. Her
husband, in dismay, caught frantically
at another cord on his side of the extem
porized couch, but the only response
was an equally liberal deluge of water,
this time nearly boiling hot. The un
happy pair then screamed in unison.
When the servants came, they found
the floor of the room flooded with water
and the wife was perched like a monkey
on her husband’s back, uttering the
most lamentable cries, while her good
man was fumbling about in the dark,
trying to find the door .-London Times.
The presence of spongilla fluviatitis
in most ot the city water in the land is
regarded as a sufficient excuse by many
for the insertion of four tablespoonsful
of spiritus frumenti in a small tumbler
of aqua pur a—Norristown Herald.
BRASSER’S SON CLAUDIUS.
Mr. Brasser, who lives on North
avenue, has a son about twelve years
old, named Claudius, and the other
evening this boy received permission
to allow a neighbor’s boy to stay all
night with him. The old people sleep
down stairs in the sitting-room, and
the boys were put in a - room directly
above. When they went up to bed
Claudius had the clothes-line under
his coat, and the neighbor’s boy had
a mask in his pocket. They didn’t
kneel down and say their prayers like
good little boys, and then jump into
bed and tell bear stories; but as soon
as the door was locked the Brasser boy
remarked:
“You’ll see more fun around here
to night than would lie on a ten-acre
lot!”
From the closet they brought a cast
oil' suit of Brasser’s clothes, stuffed
them with whatever came handy, tied
the mask and an old straw hat on for
a head, and while one boy was careful
ly raising the window, the other was
tying the clothes-line around the ‘man.’
The image was let down in front of
the sitting-room window, lifted up and
down once or twice, and old Brasser
was heard to leap out of bed with a
great jar. He was just begining to
doze when he heard sounds under his
window, and his wife suggested that it
was a cow in the yard. He got up,
pulled the curtain away, and as he be
held a man standing there he shouted
out:
“Great bottles! hut its a robber!”
and he jumped into bed.
“Theodor Brasser, are you a fool?”
screamed his wife, as he monopolized
all the bed clothes to cover up his head.
“Be quiet, you old jade, you!” he
whispered, “perhaps he’ll go away!”
“Don’t you call me a jade!” she re
plied, reaching over and trying to find
his hair; “git up and git the gun and
blow his head off!”
“O yon do it!”
“Git up, you old coward!” she snap
ped; “I’ll never live with you another
day if you don’t do it!”
Brasser turned np the lamp, sat up
in bed, and cried out:
“Is that you, boys?”
“Mercy on me! git up!” yelled the
wife, as the straw man was knocked
against the window.
“I’ll blow his head off as clean as
milk!” said Brasser in a loud voice, as
he got up.
He struck the stove three or four
times, upset a chair, and reached be
hind the foot of the bed and drew out
an old army musket.
“Now, then, for good!” he contin
ued, as he advanced to the window and
lifted the curtain.
The man was there, face close to the
glass, and he had such a malignant
expression of countenance that Brasser
jumped back with a cry of alarm.
“Kill him! shoot him down, you old
noodle-head!” screamed the wife.
“I will, by thunder! I will!” re
plied Brasser, and he blazed away, and
tore out nearly all the lower sash.
The boys up stairs uttered a yell
and a groan, and Brasser jumped for
the window to see if the man was down.
He wasn’t. He stood right there, and
made a leap at Brasser.
“He’s coming in!—perlice!—boys!
—ho—perlice!” roared the old man
The tattered curtain permitted Mrs.
Brasser to catch sight of a man jump
ing up and down, and she yeiled:
“Theodorous, 1 am going to faint.”
“Faint and be darned! Boys! Per
lice!” he shouted, walloping the sheet
iron stove with the poker.
“Don’t you dare talk that way to
me! shrieked the old woman, recover
ing from her desire to faint.
“Po leece! po leece!” now came from
the boys up stairs, and while one con
tinued to shout the other drew the man
up, tore him from limb to limb, and
scattered the pieces.
Several neighbors were aroused, an
officer came up from the station, and a
search of the premises was made, not
so much as a track in the snow was
found, and the officer put on an in
jured look, and said to Mr. Brasser:
“A guilty conscience needs no ex
cuse.”
“That’s so!” chorused the indig
nant neighbors, as they departed.
As Mr. Brasser hung a quilt before
the shattered window, he remarked to
his wife;
“Now, you see what an old condu
rango you made yourself!” ■
“Don’t fling any insults at me, or
I’ll choke the attenuated life out of
you!” she replied.
And the boys kicked around on the
bed, chucked each other in the ribs,
and said:
“I’d rather be a boy than be Presi
dent!”
A Medical Curiosity.
Jean Condoist has been brought to
Paris as a medical curiosity from the
Haute Caone. According to a medical
contributor to a Parisian contemporary,
this youth, aged nineteen, took a start
on the 17th of May, 1884, being six
feet three inches high, and found one
morning that he had grown an inch.
Every week since then has he register
ed himself, and on the 14th of Septem
ber this human beanstalk had grown
nearly five inches; he grew five inches
more before the 20th of January, 1882,
and seven more before March 15, and
he now stands seven feet ten inches.
All this has been accompanied by great
pains in the back, and he stoops con
siderably; but since last June it is his
legs only that have grown, and his feet
are already twenty-four inches long.
Siioopciulykc Stop Smoking.
Brooklyn Eagle.
“My dear,” said Mr. Spoopendyke
rumpling his hair around over his head
and gazing at himself in the glass;
“my dear, do you know I think I smoke
too much? It doesn’t agree with me at
all.”
“Just what I have always thought!”
chimed Mrs. Spoopendyke, “and be
sides, it makes the room smeel so. You
know this room—”
“I’m not talking about the room,”
retorted Mr. Spoopendyke,with a snort.
“I’m not aware that it effects the health
of the room, I’m talking about my
health this trip, and I think I'll break
off short. You don’t catch me smoking
any more,’ 4 and Mr. Spoopendyke
yawned and stretched himself, and
plumed down in his easy chair and glar
ed out the window at the rain
“How are you going to break off?”
inquired Mrs. Spoopendyke, drawing
up her sewing chair, and gazing up
into her husband’s face admiringly.
“I suppose the best way is not to think
of it at all.”
“The best way is for you to sit there
and chackle about it!” growled Mr.
Spoopendyke, “If anything will dis
tiact my attention from it that will.
Can’t ye think of something else to
talk about? Don’t ye know some sub
jects that don’t smell like a tobacco
plantation?”
“Certainly,” cooed Mr.Spoopendyke,
rather nonplussed. “We might Falk
about the rain. I suppose this is really
the equinox. How long will it last niv
dear?”
“Gast the equinox!” sputtered Mr.
Spoopendyke. “Don’t jiou know that
when a man quits smoking it depresses
him?—What d’ye want to talk about
depressing things for? Now’s the time
to make me cheerful. If ye don’t know
any cheerful things, keep quiet.”
“Of couse,” assented Mrs. Spoopen
dyke, “you want subjects that will
draw your mind away from smoking
like you used to. Won’t it be nice
when the long winter evenings come,
and the fire is lighted and you have
your slippers and paper.”
“That’s just the time I wan’t a cigar!”
roared Mr. Spoopendyke, bounding
around in his chair and scrowling at
his wife. Ain’t ye got sense enough to
shingle your tongue for a minute? The
way you’re keeping it up you’ll drive
me back to my old habit in less’n
hour,” he continued solemnly, “and
then my blood will be on your head!”
“Oh, dear!” sighed Mrs. Spoopen
dyke, “I didn’t mean to. Did you
notice about the comet? They say it
is going to drop into the sun and burn
up—.”
“There ye go again!” yelled Mr.
Spoopendyke. You can’t open your
mouth without suggesting something
that breaks me down! What d’ye want
to talk about fire for? Who wants fire
when he stops smoking? Two minutes
more and I’ll have a pipe in my mouth,
and Mr. Spoopenkye groaned dismally
in contemplation of the prospect.
“I’m glad you’re going to stay at
home to-day,” continued Mrs. Spoo
pendyke, soothingly. “You’d be sure
to catch cold if you went out; and by
and by we’ll have a piping hot din
ner.—”
“That’s it!” squealed Mr. Spoopeu
dyke, bounding out of his chair and
plunging around the room. You’d got
to say something about a pipe! I knew
how it would be! You want me to
die! You want me to smoke myself
I into an early grave! You’ll fetch it!
Don’t give yourself any uneasiness!
You’re on the track!” and Mr. Spoo
pendyke buried his face in his hands
and shook convulsively.
“I meant it for the best, my dear,”
murmured Mrs.Spoopendyke. 1 thought
I was drawing—l”
“That’s it!” ripped Mr. Spoopen
dyke.—
“Drawing! Y’ou’ve driven me to it
instead of keeping me from it. You
know how it’s done. All you need
now is a lightning rod and a dish
of milk toast to bean inebriates’ home!
Where’s that cigar I left here on the
mantle? Gimme my death warrant!
Show me my imported doom! Drag
forth my minature coffin!” and Mr.
Spoopendyke swept the contents of the
shelf upon the floor and howled dis
mally.
“Isn’t that it?” asked Mrs. Spoo
pendyke, pointing to a small pile of
snuff on the chair in which Mr. Spoo
pendyke had been sitting. “That looks
like it.”
“Wall!” yelled Mr. Spoopendyke,
grasping his hat and making for the
door.—“Anothei timo I swear off you
go into the country, you hear?” and
Mr. Spoopendyke dashed out of the
house and steered for the nearest tobac
co shop.
“I don’t care,” muttered Mrs. Spoo
pendyke; “when he swears off again I’m
willing to leave, and in the meantime I
suppose he’ll be healthier without his
pipe, so I’ll hang it up on the wall
where he’ll never think of looking for
it,” and having consigned the tobacco
to the flames, Mrs. Spoopendyke gath
ered har sewing material around her
and doubled clinched an old resolution
never to lose her temper, no matter
what happened.
And now the young lady who has
been off on her uncle’s farm, working
like an army mule at churning and
mending clothes, comes back to the
city, and the society paper announces
that Miss Eva Golddust, of East For
tieth street, has returned from an ex
tended tour through the northern part
of Maine.— Puck
Danger of Hurried Funerals.
In a popular city of Northern Italy,
the wife of a distinguished jurist was
seized with epileptic spasms, which to
all appearance ended in death. The
physicians recognized all the evidences
of dissolution; her leatures were distort
ed, cheeks and eyes sunken, the lips
blue and bloodless, skin cold and flabby
—a phenomenon which from hour to
hour, became more pronounced. Fin
ally, even the spots that usually pre
cedes decomposition were observed, and
as the weather was very warm, it was
thought advisable not to delay the
burial. The woman was laid in a
wooden coffin and deposited in the fam
ily vault. Those who are acquainted
with the arrangement of the Italian
cemtteries know that the individual
coffins ave placed in niches, one above
another, somewhat as the folios ar
ranged on the shelves of a library. The
niches are lined with marble slabs, but
lqft entirely open. The vault itself, on
the contrary, is securely closed by
heavy wooden doors. In such a niche
the coffin in question was placed. A
year later,another member of the jurists
family died. The following day he
went himself to the cemetery to see
which niche the new coffin should be
placed in. When ho opened the doors
the skeleton of his wife, enveloped in
what remained of her shroud, fell into
his arms. A caieful examination re
vealed the following facts: The woman
had burst off the coffin lid, and then
gone to the door and made an effort to
force open it also, but in vain. The
double door would, of course tend to
deaden her cries, and then the guardian
of the cemetery lived on the opposite
side of the inclosure. She must have
lost consciousness during her efforts to
force the doors, for she had fallen
against them, and her Habiliments had
caught on one of their iron fastenings,
and in this position she had finally died.
There was however,abundant evidence,
everywhere, in the vault, of her having
been conscious for a considerable length
of time.
As Sensible us 3lost Duels.
Sheep’shead, although hardly a flat
tering epithet or term of endearment,
is not regarded between man and man
in this country as an insult of so deep
a dye that the stain inflicted upon the
honor of a gentleman to whom this
compound noun may happen to be ad
dressed can only be washed out in
blood. That such, however, is the
view taken of its German equivalent,
“Schafskopf,” in the fatherland, is
conclusively demonstrated in the fol
lowing lamentable occurrance: In the
ancient city of Oldenburg, one Herr
Jansen, an elderly barrister, called up
on an acquaintance, the upper story of
whose dwelling was occupied by an in
fantry Lieutenant named Fisches, the
proprietor of handsome pointer, upon
which he had sportively bestowed the
name of Shafskopf. The dog was ly
ing stretched on the doorstep as Jansen
came up to the door, and at tl at very
moment the Lieutenant, thrusting his
head out of his second-story window,
•shouted at the top of his voice, “sheep’s
head, come tip, will you?” Jansen
took the summons to himself, and. in
stead of entering the house, waited by
the door until Fischer made his appear
ance, when, exclaiming: “Sheep’s
head yourself,” he lent the Lieutenant
a hearty box on the ear. Fischer, who
was in mufti, retorted with a walking
stick, and the result of this misunder
standing was a hostile meeting. Jan
sen fired first, inflicting a slight flesh
wound upon his adversary, whereupon
Fischer, in no way ruffled by his hurt,
stretched the too-hasty advocate dead
upon the ground with a bullet through
his heart.— London Telegraph.
To wash a venison is to ruin
it. When you slice the steak from the
haunch they ought to be clean. The
inside cut may be soiled from transpor
tation; then you may rub it clean with
a damp towel. A venison steak should
be broiled on a clear hot fire, well salt
ed and with a very little pepper and
eaten plain with a little hot butter in
the dish. A good sauce is made with
a couple of teaspoonsful of currant jelly
a mustard spoonful of celery seed and
some of the gravy from the venison
steak, served as hot as possible. Hot
plates—very hot ones—are*a necessity
for games of all kinds, and most especi
ally venison.—JY. I'. Herald.
“You are lcoking had,” remarked
Snowberger to Colonel Percy Yerger.
“What’s the mattter?” “The doctor
says my lungs are affected and that I
must not take more than three drinks
a day.” “I would try some other doc
tor.” I did, and lie said the same
thing.” “Well then, if each one of
them said you could take three drinks
a day, that makes six drinks.” “I
never thought of that before. I’ll see
the rest of the doctors rn Austin, and
if they all say I can take three drinks
a day, that will make about sixty
drinks a day, and that is as much as
is good for an invalid.— Texas Siftings.
“I would like to be excused, your
honor,” said a Chicago man who had
been drawn on the jury. “What for?”
“I owe a man five dollars, and I want
to hunt him up and pay it.” Do you
mean to say you would hunt up a man
to pay a bill instead of waiting for
him to hunt up you?” Yes, your
honor.” “Do you belong in Chicago?”
“Yes, Sir.” “You are excused. I
don’t want any man on the jury who
will lie like that.” „
| LOUR DOLLARS PER ANNUM.
NO. 17.
How Mercury Salivates.
Recently a young man stepped into
the drug store at Dublin, Ga., and ask
ed for chlorate of potash to use on the
mouth ot his brother, who, he said was
salivated.
“How did it happen?” we asked,
thinking it a good time to point a moral
that would put a check on popular mis
apprehension about calomel and cold
water.
“Oh,” said he, “he took calomel and,
without thinking, put his hands into
colii watgr, and it salivated him.”
“The cold water had nothing to do
with it,” we told hitn, and asked if his
brother had eaten any fish.
“Yes,” he replied, “he ate heartily
of fish after taking the calomel, and I
suppose the fish caused the calomel to
salivate him.”
“No, the fish had no more to do with
it than the cold water.”
“What then?”
“It was the large quantity of salt
(chloride of sodium) on the fish, com
bining chemically with the calomel
(chloride of mercuiy) and forming a
bi-chloride of mercury (corrosive subli
mate). This corrosive sublimate
formed in the laboratory of the stomach
is what did the mischief. When you
take calomel avoid salt and salty food
as you would the most deadly poison.
When sick people eat salty food they
are apt to drink water freely, and if
salivated they lay the blame on the
water. The only wonder about it is
that so many escape with life. And
for the reason that all who take salt
and calomel in the stomach together
are not killed outright, some scientific
men are doubtful as to the foregoing
theory.”
Considering the prevalence of calo
mel-taking in this community and the
misapprehension of most people con
cerning the nature of this potent drug,
We thought the above remarks might
not be inopportune.
The Visionary Robin—A happy
Robin was one day chanting a Requiem
over the Deceased Summer in the For
est. Having finished, it said: “And
now I’ll away to the Balmy Land
where all the year the Magnolias are
full of Humming-Birds, where—” In
response to the Bang of a gun in a
Small Boy’s hand, the .Robin conclud
ed not to go South, and two days after
it was Sold for a Quail on a Railroad
Lunch Counter for a dollar. Moral—
Don’t sing too loud until you are out
of the woods.— Hack.
“Yes, my boy, there are 53,200,000
people in this country, and you are only
one of them—jest one. Think of that
once in a while, when you get to won
dering what would happen to the world
if you should die.”
FOR SALE.
kJ Casy cottage, five rooms and
qP"J l tJ .pantry, kitchen and servants
house, splendid water, good garden, in ex
cellent repair, will rent for at least 1510 per
month.
1 9() A Four room house qnd good
Lpiy VyV/out buildings, in one hun
dred yards of the Public Square.
D J 1 (i( 1 Cash will purchase a cen
(s IjAUI/ trally located Store House,
renting now for §2lO per annum. One of
the best localities in Americus.
A splendid farm two and a half miles
from the city, containing 550 acres, improve
ments fair, well timbered and finely water
ed, excellent spring near the house, in good
neighborhood; a number of tenant houses
on the place so that it can be easily divided
into small farms for renting. Fish pond
already made. Excellent place for daily,
truck and general farming. iTrice, §5 per
acre. ,
Also, 250 acres three miles from town,
healthy and finely situated and splendidly
watered, One of the best places in Geor
gia for a dairy, fruit, tisli and vegetable
farm, On the market for a short while only
and §1,900 cash will buy it.
Also, a desirable city place 3% acres, six
room house and good outbuildings, conven
ient to business, good neighborhood and a
pleasant home. This is a bargain. Price,
§1,200—8-100 cash,balance one and two years.
.1 list outside of city limits and free from
city taxes, a.very desirable home. House
of four rooms with hall between, good kitch
en and servant house, 4K acres of ground
on the place, and as line a well of water as
can be found in this section. The place is
high and healthy as any in the country.
Owner wants money and will sell this choice
place for §9OO cash, or §1,050—5500 cash,
balance in December, 1883.
I want to buy 200 or 250 acres good land,
from six to eight milesdueeastof Americus.
I have applicationfora2ooacre farm near
town, also for one of 100 acres. If you have
real estate to sell, or wish to buy, call on me.
FOR SALE OR RENT—A good place,
convenient to business, in a good neighbor
hood and at low price.
WANTED—Property of all kinds to dis
pose of, and buyers for any sort of property.
LOTT WARREN,
Real Estate Agent and Broker,
novltf Hawkins’ Building, Lamar St.
GUANO
AND
SUPERPHOSPHATE !
FOR SALE ON TIME.
WILCOX, GIBBS & CO.’S GUANO,
BOWKEIt’S COTTON FERTILIZER,
NASSAU GUANO,
All for sale—all standard goods. Also,
Wilcox, Gibbs & Co.’s Superphosphate-
Price, §32.00 on twelve months time. All
who have used it pronounce the Superphos
phate a letter A fertilizer.
JOHN N. HUDSON,
novlotf Americus, Ga.
LAND FOR SALE
Tour and a half lots of land In the Four
teenth district of Lee county, Ga., for sale.
Lying on Muckalee creek, six or seven miles
from Starkville, and adjoining what is
known as the Lee Jordan farm, Part rich
hammock, and part first-class pine land.
Titles good. Address,
T. L. KENNEDY,
novß.lm Opelika, Aia.