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THE SEMI-WEEKLY SUMTER REPUBLICAN.
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Charles F. Crisp,
•Attorney at Law*
AMERICUS, GA.
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B. P. HOLLIS.
•Attorney at Law ,
AMEItICUS, GA.
Office, Forsyth Street, in National Bank
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•Attorney at Law ,
AMERICUS GA.,
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J. A. ANSIEY,
ATTORNEY AT LAW
AND SOLICITOR IN EQUITY,
Office on Public Square, Over Gyles’
Clothing Store, Americcs, Ga.
After a brief respite I return again to the
practice of law. As in the past it will he
my earnest purpose to represent my clients
faithfully and look to their interests. The
commercial practice will receive close atten
tion and remittances promptly made. The
Equity practice, and cases involving titles of
land and real estate arc my favorites. Will
practice in the Courts of Southwest Georgia,
the Supreme Court and the United States
Courts. Thankful to my friends for their
patronage. Fees moderate. novlltf
CAW D.
1 offer my professional services again to tlie
gooff people of Americus. After thirty years’
of medical service, 1 have found it difficult
to withdraw entirely. Office next door to
Ur. Eld ridge’s drugstore, on the Square
janrn.f R. O. BLACK, M. D.
Dr. J. A. FORT,
Physician and Surgeon,
Offers his professional services to the
people of Americus and vicinity. Office at
Ur. Eldridge’s Orug Store. At night can
be found at residence on Furlow’s lawn.
Calls will receive prompt attention.
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Dr. d7p7 HOLLOWAY,
DentisT,
Americas. ... Georgia
Treatssuccessfullyall diseasesof the Den
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method, and inserts artificial teeth on the
best material known to the profession.
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to give satisfaction. All orders for con
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of fine Brandies, Wines, &c. Good Billiard
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Commercial Hotel,
G. M. HAT, Proprietor.
This popular House is quite new and
handsomely furnished with new furniture,
bedding and all other articles. It is in the
centre of the business portion of the city,
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Table Boarders Accommodated on
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AMERICUS, --- GEORGIA.
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AMERICUS, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, AUGUST 4, 1883.
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ETIQUETTE.
This world is twit a fleeting show,
For man’s delusion given;
Atid many a inamean hardly know
How to make an fioneßt liviiig?
And when he has his living got
He is so apt to abuse it,
That thjmgh he has had a happy lot,
He don't know how to use it.
Some men there are, whom Idon’t know,
Who eat their food with a knife;
Others there are who make a show
Of their ignorance aii their life.
Many a man who pays out sums
Of money for fashionable clothes,
And seems to think he knows his thumbs.
Will persistently thumb his nose.
Vet so it is, our country o’er;
We all scorn proper etiquette.
One who is perfect on this score
Never, never have I yet met.
Wii.u Waywaup.
TRYING HER POWER.
“I can hold him against the world.”
The speaker Was a tall girl, with
dark face, from which eyes of witchery
looked out. She had lips which were
slightly compressed, as she finished the
sentence.
“I would not he so sure, if I were
you,” was the response from the other
person, who stood on the path which
ied to the road from the conntry house
behind them.
The two girls had strolled down the
walk in the crisp Winter sunlight, and
they looked as unlike as two people
could well be.
Jnlia Stallo turned her head with a
quick, imperious movement, as she ex
claimed :
“ Why would you not feel Bure, since
lim sure? Do you think I Would
give my promise to a man who did not
adore me?”
“But men may adore at one moment
and be indifferent the next,” returned
Miss Branch, stopping to twist more
closely about her head the blue, huffy
mass of wool which protected her from
the cold.
“The man whom I love will not do
so,” was the quick reply.
Miss Branch, who was four or five
yearß older than the magnificent bru
nette beside her, looked at her curious
ly, in silence for a time.
Miss Branch was small. One at
first would have said she was plain,
but one might discover that, her face
possessed a wonderful power of expres
sion; there might be a concentrated
spark in her eyes that would possess
force in whatever way she chose.
After a pause, she said, quickly:
“1 should imagine it might be easy
tor a man to be faithful to a creature
like you. Is Mr. North coming to-day.
“Yes.”
“I think you make a great mistake
in loving a man so much. Ah! what
is that?”
The exclamation was caused by the
sound of somethmg rushing through the
shrubberfy of the evergreens at the
right of where the two girls were stand
ing.
Julia Stallo shrieked a little and
shrank to one side, and at the same
moment, a huge, dark-colored dog
dashed out from the cedar hedge. His
head was down, his mouth scattered
foam, and his eyes emitted sparks.
While Julia, who had sprung away,
had gone directly in the path of the
infuriated animal, Miss Branch, who
had remained where she had been
standing, was several yards from him.
The brute was going on with that
unswerving leap which is so terrible to
see, and had passed Miss Branch, who
had not moved, toward Julia Stallo,
who seemed petrified with terror in the
spot where she stood.
“For God’s sake, jump out of the
way?” cried Miss Branch, shrilly, “he
will not turn!”
If Julia heard her she gave no sign;
she was incapable of moving.
Miss Branch could not stand quietly.
There was a dash of physical courage
in her which enabled her to spring for
ward, slipped off the crimson shawl
from her shoulders as she did so, and
then flaunting it full in the face of the
wild-eyed animal, who moved to one
side, and waved in confusion, while
Julia Stallo sank to the ground in a
heap, and her white face was like the
face of the dead, save for the protrud
ing eyes of horror.
The dog, baffled for the moment, and
uncertain, now turned toward Miss
Branch. Useless for her to try to run.
She clasped her hands and stood still.
Only for a breath of time, however.
The sound of a footstep on the frozen
gravel might have been heard by the
girls, if they could have heard any
thing.
The footstep was that of someone
running furiously. The figure of a man
appeared. He had a pistol in his hand,
and though there was a terrible fear in
his mind that he might not aim correct
ly, he could not hesitate.
The flash, the report of the pistol,
and the dog rolled over on his side,
with a moan, his teeth set fast in the
skirt of Miss Branch’s dress.
It whs to Julia Stallo’s side the man
sprang, hardly glancing at Miss Branch
who coolly drew a penknife from her
pocket, and stooping, ent her dress
away from the grip of the dying dog’s
teeth.
"That, I suppose, is Mr. North,”
she said to herself, looking at him at
tentively, as he bent on one knee over
Julia, whose senses had come hack to
her lover. “Yes, evidently he°fcrves
her. I wish she had not been so sure
of him. It is such a temptation to
prove her words false.”
This is what the quiet-looking girl
was thinking, as she again wrapped
her shawl about her and walked slow
ly down the path.
In a few moments, she heard her
name called, and pausing and looking
back, she saw the two coming toward
her.
When they were a little nearer, the
man harried forward, and raising his
hat, said, in a tone which was not qnite
steady:
“I do not know what you will think
of ns. I confess I was for the moment
capable of thinking only of Miss Stallo.
You will forget that, I know. I can
not tell you how grateful I am to you.”
“Indeed! Why?” asked Miss
Branch.
Although her words were abrupt,
.the. voice in which she spoke then was
far from being so. There was a silky
softness in it that Julia Stallo had
never heard before, and which made
her look quickly at the girl who had
spoken them, while a pain, that was
almost like a knife thrust, suddenly
went through her heart.
Miss Branch had only glanced at Mr.
North as she had replied, and he had
not given any thought to her, so pro
foundly was he absorbed in the danger
which had so recently threatened the
woman he loved.
When the two walked away again,
Miss Branch turned into another path,
and walked rapidly toward the house.
There was a flush on her cheek and
a spark in her eye, an aspect altogether
different from that which she had worn
an hour before.
When she reached her own room,
she sat down before the fire without re
moving her wraps. Looking into the
burning coalß with an intense gaze, her
face gradually changed, until Julia
Stallo would hardly have known it.
The white hands were held tightly
together until their beauty—and they
were very beautiful—was marred by
the rude pressure.
“What do I owe to any man among
them?” she asked, at length, in a half
whisper. “And as for Julia, she is a
baby in her feelings, and will not suffer
much.”
She rose and walked with a deter
mined air across the room. At this
moment someone knocked. She open
ed the deer and Julia stood there.
“May I come in?” asked the girl.
“I was just coming to discover if
you were still frightened,” responded
Miss Branch taking Julia’s hand in
her own, and looked with more than
ordinary keenness into the girl’s face.
“Don’t speak of it,” cried the other
with a shudder. “I shall never be able
to see a dog again without a shudder.
I shall never be able to see a dog again
without a fright. Think of what might
have been, it Luke had not come! He
says he admires you for your presence
of mind, although you are—but how 1
do chatter!” catching herself up with
a blush. He admires you so much.”
“Even though I am plain,” calmly
remarked Miss Branch, no flush stain
ing her cheeks as she spoke words dif
ficult for a woman to accept.
“But I did not mean to tell you
that,” caressingly said Julia.
Miss Branch laughed, not bitterly to
the ear in the least.
“Oh, I don’t mind it at all,” she
said, lightly. “I am plain, and I know
other people know it.”
In her heart, the woman was saying:
“He shall pay for those words.”
In the days that followed, it would
have been a curious study tor one not
vitally interested to have watched the
change in Luke North’s manner toward
Miss Branch.
Gradually, from a polite listener to
her, he came to turn with an apparent
ly irresistible inclination toward that
part of the room where she happened to
be.
He stood near her chair; he looked at
her if he spoke; he listened with a pe
culiar vivid look upon his face when
she made any remark.
This attention was not marked; on
the contrary, it almost seemed as if he
were desirous of concealing even from
his own consciousness the attraction
which Miss Branch held for him, and
which every day he felt more and more
powerfully.
Had he ever thought her unprepos
sessing? When Julia reminded him
one day that he had said Miss Branch
was plain, he uttered an exclamation
of astonishment, but made no other re
ply. His betrothed, in a troubled tone,
persisted on dwelling upon the subject.
“I suppose she must but be fascina
ting, is she not?” she asked wistfully.
The man’s face wore a strange smile.
He averted his eyes, as he remarked, in
a harsh voice:
“Fascinating! Yes, I think that
must be the word by which to describe
your friend—and she is your friend, is
she not?” asking the question sud
denly.
Julia Stallo trembled a little, and
turned pale. She seemed to struggle a
moment with herself, and then she
said, faintly:
“Oh, yes! Of course Blie is my
friend.”
The winter days ’■an on. Miss Branch
had come to stay wtth her friend until
spring.
How did it happen that Mr. North
could now sometimes • come to the
honse, and remain, perhaps, for a cou
ple of hoars before Julia would come
into the room? He always scrupulous
ly called for her the moment he came,
bat he appeared to forget she had not
Icome.
On om of those days when Julia
had not come, North had been strolling
about the room in silence. Though
he did not speak, his eyes returned
again and again to the woman who sat
so quietly on the sofa. There was a
reckless resolve in his face, and that
look was mingled with something
which could not bo interpreted, which
any woman might do well to fear, even
though she could not understand it.
North came and leaned over the girl.
His voice vibrated, as he said:
“Miss Branch!”
She looked up—a light, bewildering
and enthralling, was in her eyes, and
diffused in a lovely glow over the hith
erto unlovely face.
“What would you say to me if I
were to tell you that I love yon?’’ he
asked quickly.
There could be no mistaking the ex
pression in her eyes; there could be but
i on'e reading of the curves about the
mouth. The binding loveliness that
was in her gaze at that instant made
the man’s heart almost stand still. Did
she really love him?
“Need I answer?” she asked, softly.
“Yes, aaswer!” imperatively.
“Then I should say that I love yo.”
was the low spoken reply.
Something in the man’s face made
Miss Branch suddenly rise to her feet,
while her face grew palid, and the glow
died from her eyes.
‘Won are mocking me!” she cried,
in a smothered voice. “You do not
really love me?”
“I am thinking of a young man, my
half-brother, whom I love more than
brothers usually love,” returned North,
in a stern voice. “Y’ou may recall
Morris Boring. Ah, I see you do! You
killed him, that you might be amused.
Perhaps it was not manly of me to re
solve to avenge him in some slight de
gree. But I did not think of so base
an action nntil I fancied you wished to
play with me. Ido not love you, Mies
Branch, but I can understand how a
man might be infatuated with you. It
was beneath me to stoop to such a
course as this. I don’t ask you to for
give me.”
“No, no,” said Miss Branch, her
voice husky and strange. “Do not
ask that, for I never could do so.”
“And why?”
“Because I love you. At last I love.
Do not speak to me. I tell you that
for the first time in my life, I love. Do
you think I am sufficiently punished
tor trying my power? Do you pity
me, Mr. North?”
She stood looking at him for an in
stant, then turned and hurried from the
room.
North gazed blankly at the door
which had closed behind her. He had
not known how much he could despise
himself, and there was a curious pul
sation in his heart which made him
unwilling to see Julia.
It was a week before he returned to
the house. When Julia informed him
of Miss Branch’s departure, he would
not allow himself to manifest any in
terest. The few weeks that had pass
ed had formed an episode in his life
which he could not wish to remember.
lIANS DOODLEDEE.
TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN.
CHATTER I.
Once upon a time, probably many
hundred years ago, there lived near a
la.ge lake a fisherman and his wife,
whose names were Hans and Maria
Doodledee.
They were so poor that they did not
have a real house, but lived in a wood
en hut which had no windows in it.
Still Hans was satisfied, but his wife
was not. She wished now this, now
that, and always reproached her hus
band because he could not give her
what she wished. Hans usually re
mained silent, and thought; “If I was
only rich, or if everything was only
here as soon as I wished it.”
One evening they stood before the
door of their hut and looked around in
the neighborhood, where stood several
tine farm houses. His wife said; “Yes,
if we only had a house as good as the
poorest of our neighbors! we might get
one yet; but you are too lazy; yon can
not work as other people do.”
“Do I not work as other people; do
I not stand the whole day and fish
asked Hans.
“No,” answered his wife; you could
get up soon r and catch as many fish
before day as you generally get the
whole day. But you are too lazy; yon
do not like to work.”
The next morning, therefore, he got
up before day and went down to the
lake to fish. And he saw the laborers
come to the field to work, but he had
caught no fish; dinner time came
around, and the wood-choppers sat in
the shade and ate their dinners, but
still Hans had caught no fisb; he sat
down, drew his musty bread out of hi*
pocket and swallowed it. Then he
fished again and the sun set, the wood
choppers and laborers went home, and
stiller it became on the field. But Hans
had caught nothing yet. Asa last
trial he dipped in his net, and, as if he
would lure the fishes, called; “Fish
lein, Fishlein in the sea!” “What do
you want, dear Hans Doodledee?”
asked a little fish who had came with
in a few feet of Hans, and stretched
his head a little above the water. Poor
Hans Doodledee was not a little aston
ished, you may believe, but still he
thought; “H’m! if it’s only necessary
to wish something, I will not keep you
waiting long.” He looked around to
see what he should wish. On the oth-i
er side of the lake stood a beautiful
palace, in which a fine band was dis
coursing most enchanting melody. He
also remembered the wish of his wife,
who wanted a better house. There
fore, said he: “I would be glad to
hftve such a beautiful palace, instead
of my wooden hut.” “Only go there!
your wooden, hut is such a palace,”
said the little fish.
Hans ran at his utmost speed, and at
a distance saw on the place where his
hnt used to stand a beautiful palace
with illuminated windows. And when
he got in, everything seemed so gor
geous that he did not know how to
act.
The walkway to the house was laid
with marble, the floors of the room's
were frescoed and shining with wax,
the walls elegantly papered; magnifi
cent chandeliers hung in the high sa
loons; in short, everything was so
splendid that Hans could not bring
himself to walk about in it.
He could not believe that all this ele
gance was now his; he thought he was
mistaken, and would have gone away
had his wife not met him.
Hardly had he seen her than he ask
ed: “Well, Maria are you satisfied
now?” and related to her the manner
in which he had come into possession
of this magnificence. “What!” an
swered his wife, “yon think and won
der what this is. I have seen much
finer palaces than this in the city while
I was a servant there; hut it will do—
but how could you be so stupid? You
have forgotten the best. Book at the
garments by the side of the beautiful
house, what a distance they make!
Could you not have wished beautiful
clothes? But you are too stupid; you
do not wish to use, even once, the iittle
sense you have.”
Hans Doodledee went out the next
morning at daybreak to the same place,
dipped his net in again, and called:
“Fishlein, Fishlein in the sea!”
“What do you want, dear Hans Doo
dledee?” asked the little fish again.
Hans did not think long this time, but
said he wished right beautiful clothes
for his wife and himself, which would
suit the elegant palace. “You have
them,” said the little fish. And Hans’
dirty rags were immediately changed
iuto a beautiful suit, consisting of em
broidered coat and vest, with gilt but
tons, and silk stockings and shoes, ev
erything according to the fashion at
that time. When he got home he
hardly knew his wife in her magnificent
attire. On seeing him approach she
looked out ot the window and asked:
“Is that you, Hans?” “Y’es, it is I.
Are you satisfied now.” “i’ll see,”
answered she.
Thus they lived quietly on for a
time. Once when her husband wanted
to go a fishing, she said: “Why need
yon fish? Let fishing alone, and wish
rather instead a large chest full of mon
ey." “H’m, that so?” thought Hans,
and went out by the lake, dipped in
his net at the same place, and cried as
before: “Fishlein, Fishlein in the
sea!” “What do you want, dear
Hans Doodledle?” “I would like to
have a large chest of money,” said
Hans.
“Go on,” said the little fish, “in
your bed-chamber it stands.” When
he got home, he went immediately to
his bed-chamber, and, sure enough,
there, in a corner, stood a great big
chest full of bright, shining gold pie
ces. Now, everything was done in
fine style; his wife bought horses and
carriages, hired many servants and
lived in great state. Still, the neigh
bors called her the haughty fisherwo
man. That vexed her a great deal,
aud now her only wish was to be re
venged on them.
Accordingly she besought Ilans,
who was compelled to do her bidding
for the sake of peace, to make himself
a ruler over their neighbors, The next
morning, therefore, he went down to
the lake, called the little fish, and told
him he wished to be a duke and rule
over his neighbors. The little fish as
usual granted his request, and when he
got home he found his wife had alieady
had a couple of them put in prison,
who had called her haughty fisherwo
man before.
Now they drive often into the city
in which the king lived, and sought to
mingle in the society of the other dukes
and princes of the court; but they did
not know how to behave themselves,
and were laughed at by all; and sever
al of the ladies called her fish-duchess
and him fish-duke. She was very an
gry at this, and teased and coaxed her
husband to make himself king, because
she did not want to be fish-duchess
any longer, but wanted to be queen.
Then Hans said; “Remember the
time when we were poor, and only de
sired a house as good as the meanest
one in onr neighborhood. Now we
have everything in abundance; now let
us have enough; let us be satisfied.
But she would hear nothing ot being
satisfied, and said: “What! I shall
allow myself to be called fish-duchess!
I shall endure the haughtiness of the
citizens’ wives! No; they must know
who I am; I will show them. And
you will be so stupid and allow it to
suit you?”
At last he promised to make her a
queen. Accordingly he went out to
the lake and cried: “Fishlein, Fish
lein in the sea!” And the little fish
asked: “What do you want, dear
Hans Doodledee?” “I only wish to
be made a king immediately, to please
my wife.”
CHATTER 11.
“You are a king!” said the little fish.
Aud when ho arrived at his castle he
found it splendidly altered and much
larger. Marshals and Ministers, with
gold key Band stars, received him. His
I head became quite heavy, and he was
* about to take off his hat; but, behold!
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instead of his hat he had a heavy gold
crown on his head. And you could
hardly see his wife’s dress, so thickly
was it sprinkled with gold and jewels.
Then he asked her if t lie was satisfied
now.
“Yea, until I can find something
better. I would be a fool were I able
to obtain something better and did not
take it.” Thus they lived on for a
while satisfied, and King Doodledee’s
wile wished for nothing more; for had
she not everything?
But at last something was lacking.
She had heard of a king who ruled
over a much larger domain and had
many more people than her husband.
So there was nothing left for Hans to
do but promise to be the mightiest em
peror on the earth. The next morning
he dipped his net in the same place,
and cried, as he had often done before:
“Fishlein, Pishlein in the sea!”
“What do you want King Doodledee?”
“Oh Pishlein, do make me the greatest
monarch in the world!” said he. And
his wish was instantly fulfilled.
When he had arrived at his palace
he found the embassadors from all
kingdoms and parts ot the globe; poor
poets with poems of his prowess, print
ed on satin; school teachers, who need
ed better pay, were there in abundance,
with supplications; chamberlains, with
hats under their arms, went back and
forth; sentinels paced up and down; a
magnificent carriage, with twenty beau
tiful horses, twenty postillions and
twenty runners, stood ready to drive
away at any moment it should please
his most gracious majesty; birds and
animals of every species, and of such
number that it would ho impossible to
count them, were in the adjoining
pleasure gardens. In short, everything
was there which could please so great
a monarch®even two court fools. The
new Emperor Doodledee was in the be
ginning very angry that these two
foolish men always followed him
wherever he went, and complained of it
to his wife, because he would much
rather be in the company of wise men
than of fools. But she told him that
must not be so, for all great noblemen
had much rather have to deal with
fools; ho would not want to he an ex
ception. So he put up with it and
was very glad that his wife was satis
fied. But the joy did not last long.
He found her one day in her chamber
very angry. “What’s the matter with
you?” he asked. “I am angry with
the weather! it has been raining for
four days and I want sunshine. 1 wish
I could make everything that God can;
that 1 could make spring, summer, au
tumn and winter whenever I wished.
Go and ask the little fish to give me
this power;” and the idea pleased him
also. Therefore, he went to the lake
and dropped in his net and cried:
“Fishlein, Fishlein in the sea!”
“What do you want, Emperor Doo
dledee?”
“Oh, nothing else, but my wife
would like to do everything that God
can; to make spring, summer, autumn,
winter, rain and sunshine when it
pleases her; will you not dear Fishlein,
give her this power?”
“So! and nothing more?” said the
little fish; "no! no! Emperer Doodle
dee. I see that for yourself and your
wife nothing is sufficient; therefore, be
you again the poor fisherman Hans
Doodledee; for at that time you were
not so haughty and discontented as you
are now.’’
And the little fish vanished, a storm
arose, and although Hans cried often
enough: “Fishlein, Fishlein in the
sea!” no little fish again asked:
“What do yon want, Hans Doodle
dee?” He stood there again, exactly
as at the first time, without anything,
only in a pair of his old, dirty leather
breeches, and was again the poor fish
erman, Doodledee. When he got home
he found the castle gone, and in its
place his old wooden hut. And his
wife sat in it as before, in her old dirty
clothes, and looked out of the hole as
before; and as much as she wished,
and quarreled and fretted, she remain
ed always the wife of the poor fisher
man, Hans Doodledee.
For dissatisfaction is indeed a hate
ful thing, and hautiness and overbear
ing always carry their punishment
with them.
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