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W. A. SJNttLETON, Editor & Pro’p.
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Suifingi,
BY IHOI.INTS.
/ h ! vrlienoa coined this yearning we very
■tvliore find,
This reaching for something beyond ftfl the
mind,
By effort unceasing, attempting to gain
Some goal which appear.* just beyond—but
in vain ?
Though bullied and weary, the spirit, with
ziss f
Springs upward if hope, to the eur, murmurs
“Rest."
In vain do we turn to the temple of fame,
To seek for contentment—though ofton the
name
Is heard through the arches ; and e’en to the
eyes
The vision of peace is held up as a prise ;
yet, each one who grasps at the phantom so
lair,
Will find—ai the touch—it dissolves into air.
Oh : had we the wings oft! e morning, to
flee
Kir off to the uttermost parts of the sea ;
AY here, first from its hidings the marvel of
light
Bursts forth into flame, from the chaos of
nigbt :
To > , arch even there —Oh -! how fruitless the
quest,
Toy wot oven there would the spirit find rest.
And must it forever, forever thus seem
Existence is a failure— feverish dream ;
from whose dread awakening we start with a
groan.
To hear in the darkness the echoing?
Ha y, must we, amid all the changes of life,
Still ever appear with our natures at strife ?
Kay, he who created the soul with his hi rath
Jlegards it in mercy—to save it from death
He paid the full ransom—end now, from
above,
He reeks us ! Bear Savior we’li trust in thy
love;
Whatever thou wiliest that surely is best,
M'fc’U lean on the mm Of jshovah, and rest.
H%l) HE A CHARMED L.IFE.
A Slrange Incident in tlic Ca
reer of Stonewall Jackson—
The Vain Efforts of a North
ern Rifleman to Slay the Si
lent i Hero of Manassas A
Strange Reminiscence of the
tv i Idorn ess.
From the I 'otroit Free Press.]
That was an awful day when that
0011 federate lion, Stonewall Jackson,
crept upon pool* Hooker hidden in
the Wilderness. Leo on one side—
Jackson on the other, nnd the woods
around Chancellorsville shook and
iieuibhd, an<l were almost swept
from the face of thO eartli by the
whirling round shot, the hissing
chell and the screaming grape-shot.
Men were struck stone dead as the
battle line advanced or retreated.
Wlide-faced recruits and bronze
faced veterans were torn to fragments
end hurled against the living,
Wounded men fell in their tracks to
bo crushed in the earth by the gre.at
limbs cut from trees by Bhot and
shell. The roar of guns, the crackle
of musketry, the tierce shouts and
awful groans made such a hell upon
earth of that battle-field as was never
seen before or after.
Fighting Joe Hooker was in a box,
but not a man ’ll his great army
dreamed that it was so until the long
gray line of Stonewall Jackson came
creeping through the quiet forest at
three o’clock on that ever to be re
membered 2nd day of May, 18G3.
The light earthworks had been thrown
up to face another way, towards Lee.
Ail lines faced Lee, all men were
looking for Lee, when three divis
ions of Confederates, moving with
soft step, took Hooker’s array in the
rear and drove one brigade pell mell
into and over another until veteran
soldiers were without strength or
presence of mind. 1 hat awful night
when
THE WOUNDED WERE BEING BUBIED
ALIVE
in the woods, and the dead were
thicker than the leaves just broaden
ing into full life, a report ran through
the reorganized ranks that the great
Stonewall Jackson bad been killed.
Thousands believed it, but three of us,
lying side by side in the new battle
line born alter night came down, put
no faith in the rumor. Why we did
not is what I stmted to write about.
St mrt’s cavalry had been following
up Hooker’s army, but it was like a
rat following in the footsteps of a
horse. Leo was so far away, and
coming up so slowly that Hooker had
time to throw up light, earthworks,
seize the best ground, fell trees to
protect his flanks, and make ready to
shatter and hurl back the expected
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clothing, wrotiv lUflTi hatnc/ jimde
coiulut table beds Top th< tiDolvefr, and
were not rn about
what another week would bring
forth. Asa deep river suddenly
bends to avoid a bluff, so did that
great army ol Lee s bend to avoid the
Wilderness. It split in two to at
tack at a given hour on both sides,
and Joe Hooker sat in his tent and
congiatulated himself ou his impreg
nable position—considered impreg
nable by him when two great high
ways ran along the rear of half of his
army. So universal was the feleing
of security that soon after noon three
infantrymen started out to
BEG, BUY OR FORAGE FOOD.
Sigel’s corps was on Hooker’s west
flank, and commanded that day by
Howard. Part, of this corps faced
the old turnpike and plank road, part
faced the other way. Most of the
men were hidden in the woods and
behind ridges, and up the broad
highways which should have been
first looked to, Stuait was pushing
his cavalrymen as skirmishers We
three men were beyond Sigcl’scorps,
and on the point of entering a farm
house from which everybody had lied,
when, less than a rifle.sbot away, we
caught sight of the Confederate ad
vance. The cavalrymen were ad
vancing slowly, evidently expecting
to find a heavy guard at some point,
but at the time we imagined that less
than a regiment of Stuart’s men were
feeling along up to pick up stragglers,
locate positions, etc, We, at least,
did not fear them, and the proposi
tion to enter the house and secure a
better view of the roads speedi y con
veyed us to a chamber window. We
could see but little more irom that,
post, but we did see, soon after reach
ing it, that same
stonewall Jackson
ride from shelter out upon the turn
pike in full view, attended by only
three or four officers. He had come
oul there to make observations. Like
a cat, before she destroys the mouse,
lie was wondering at what point he
should strike to and sable his victim
soonest.
Grim-minded and sour-tempered
Was the third man of us, and war's
horrors delighted him. 'When lie
had taken the second look at the j
littie party sitting their horses in the
open road, a w eked smile crossed his
face, and lie whi-pered :
‘By the hundred gods of the hea
then ! but that chap on the left
there is old S onewad Jackson, and
I’m going to drop him !”
Old Pete, our soul-tempered com
panion, hid a first-class Minie rifle
with him. He had carried it for
several months, in some way escaping
the attention of the inspector, and in
some way always secured nmunilion
for it. I saw him in at least a hall
dozen instances, shoot down videttes
or skirmishers who seemed to be half
a mile away, and he was known
throughout the regiment as a dead
shot.
There Was considerable firing
around us from foragers, stragglers
and men cleaning their guus, and a
shot from the window might not at
tract particular attention. Resting
the heavy gnu across the window sill,
and having ns steady rest as hunter
ever asked for, “Old Pete” was ready
to keep his word.
IT SEEMED I.IKE COI.D-BLOODED ASSASSI-
nation.
I could almost count the buttons
on Jackson’s coat, and there seemed
no escape for him. I was watching
him when the rifle cracked. He
had a field-glass to his eye, and the
only movement we could see was a
quick motion of the head, as if the
l.ullet had cut close to his ear. The
glass wa3 not even lowered. ‘Old
Pete’ swore a terrible long string of
oaths as he realized his failure, but
in a minute was ready again.
‘I hope never to draw another
breath if Id >n’t kill him stone dead 1’
ho muttered as I'6 knelt down.
Jackson did not face us as bi-fore,
yet was a good mark even for a mus
ket. We watched him as belore,
and this time the bullet must have
swept past his face, as he dodged his
head backwards. The glass was
down then, but he raised it in an in-
stant and went on with his survey.
‘Have I got to be a fool ? or have I
grown blind ?’ howled ‘Old Pete,’ as
lie looked down upon his unharmed
victim. I’ll kill him this time, or
shoot myself in this chamber?’
It was dangerous to remain there
longcr ( as the cavalry had Crept
nearer, and Jackson’s aides seemed
to have got the idea that a sharp
shooter was posted near by. Yet
‘Old Fete’ would havo had a third
shot if the Coniederates had been in
the house.
the target was as fair as before.
He took a more carelul aim, and
yet when he fired he saw splinters fly
from a railway ovtl* beyond the
General. The cavalry were Jljgß
RIENA VISTA, MARION COUNTY, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 17, 1877.
j Jackson WajPdrividfc our brigades
; and divisions fcs hc ? siil< and.
| Tlr measure off the same distance,
I slio<t off-hand, and bet my life that I
j can hit a soldier's cap nine times out
of ten!’ growled ‘Old Pete’ as he
I hurried forward, and suddenly over
j come by indignation and chagrin lie
battered his cherished gun against a
tree and destroyed it.
As if seeking persona' revenge,
Jackson's legions passed right by us.
The nearest brigade of Sigel's corps
was picked up and dashed to pieces
as a strong man would lilt and hurl a
child. Running along with the
amazed and frightened men, but
bearing off towards our own division,
we p eked up other muskets to re
place our lost ones. Reaching a
knoll from which we had another
view of the turnpike, we halted for a
last look; over the headsqf the
frightened, lleeing soldiers —over !he
ground strewn with arms and aecou
treififlnts—over the bine smoke just
beginning to rise,
WE SAW JACKSON AGAIN.
He was far away, but it was Jack
son.
‘Curse him! but he has got a guard
ian angel,’ Howled Old Pete as he
shook his fist toward the turnpike.
No other man ever had a rifle
drawn ou him at such fair range and
escaped three cool, carefully aimed
bullets. His escape sent a thrill of
superstition through each mind, and
horn that hour to this moment., when
the news of Jackson’s death reached
us, ‘Old Pete’ never spoke a word.
It was a puzzle that he could never
solve. As we lav in line, every mus
ket barrel still hot and every eve
peering through the darkness to
catch sight of the grey line coming on
again, an aide came hurrying along
and shouted out:
‘We're ail right, boys ; Stonewall
Jackson has been killed up the road
tli ere V
Old Peteh aped up. whirled around
to face the b> arer of the news, aud
savagely shouted back :
‘You lie! you lie ! you lie! Stone
wall Jackson can’t be hurt by shell or
killed by bullet!’
BUT IT WAS SO.
Lying in the arms of those who
loved him, son ar us that the Cries
of our wounded must have reach and
his eats, was the mortally wounded
General, whose skill and strength
had no match While the white
faced dead looked up to the torn and
shattered forest trees—while the
wounded crawled here and there in
their awful agony while the living
looked into each o'lier’s anxious
faces and wondered if ano her night
would find any of us there, the legions
of Jackson were strangely silent.
Now and then came the sudden boom
of some great gun, sounding like a
deep groan of despair, but there was
nothing more lo break the silence.
While men rested in line of battle,
having the awful horror of war on
|very side, theio Was one who gave
up his life as Ate whispered, “Let us
cross over the river and rest under
the shade of the trees.”
, Horrible. ,
At about eleven o’clock yesterday
morning a number of citizens of Ope
lika, Ala., besides many travellers wit
nessed one of the most horrible killings
at the depot in that city, it has ever been
aur painful duty toohronicle. From all
we can gather, it occrred in this man
ner : Ernest Donghtry, a boy thirteen
years of age, was standing in the 8. &
M. Railroad tract, when lie discovered
that the train was backing towards him,
and in trying to avoid it he got in the
way of the Columbus train, which was
shifting, preparatory to leaving for
Montgomery. The engine passed over
his neck, severing liis head from the
body.
Mr. Doughtry was standing in the
store door, distance of about fifty steps
from the railroad, at the time of the ac
cident and was aware that someone had
been killed, but little thought it was his
son until the remains were carried to tho
store.
We are informed by a gentleman that
a man said to him after the accident:
T have been living in Opelika eleven
years, and not a year has passed but
someone has boen killed here on these
railroads.’
A Needle for New York.
The New York World of last Sunday
has a genuine Bensation. That paper
announces tnat the Khedive of Egypt
has signified* kis willingness, on proper
application, to donate to the city of New
York the femaing one of pair of obelisks
populaly called “Cleopatra’s Needles,”
and that the English enginers who have
shipped the Other have offered to con
tract for the removal of this one to New
York for a sum not exceeding one hun
dred thousand dollars.
The obelisk is still erect.but is gradually
losing its perpendicularity bo that it’s
fall is but a question of time. It is four
feet higher than its sister gionolinth,
A. .1 JJ'iMOC 11 AT’ I FAMILY XKAVSPA I’KI!.
BLOODSHED li\ KiAtK KY.
Four Well known Men Shot Dead
Coming From Court*
A Terrible Feud Between flic
Him pin Family and a Fight
ing Constable —Tragic Sequel
to a Fight that Occurred Last
January.
Cincinnati Enquirer.]
Richmond, Ky., September 21. —
Jasper Maupin was a member of a
laige aud wealthy family living a lew
miles cast ot here. The family num
bers in all its branches perhaps
thirty or more men, noted for their
horses aud hounds, their love of fox
hunting, and their utter indifference
to danger.
John Burman was Constable of
Glade township, that portion of the
county where the MaupinS lived, and
is a typical Kentuckian. In person
tall, broad-shouldered, handsome,
quick on the trigger, but unfortu
nately quarrelsome, and indeed, it is
sad, rather fond of killing people.
In January last a quarrel sprang
up between Burman and Jasper
Maupin, which resulted in the shoot
ing of Burman five times by Maupin.
Yesterday the trial of Maupin was to
have occurred ; and Burman, partially
recovered irom his wounds, was in
town, evidently with the determina
tion of having revenge upon Maupin.
He was backed by four of his friends,
the chief of whom were Ballard and
Cornelisou, while Maupin was backed
by his relatives, eacli armed heavily
with heavy revolvers. The parties
first met in the corridors of the court
house, aud revolvers were drawn, but
by the intervention of friends they
were induced to lefrain from shoot
ing. Alter the adjournment of the
court,however, Burman, accompanied
by his friends, stationed himself on
the sidewalk near a livery stable,
where Maupin must pass to get to
his house! The ’Man pins, seeing this
action, consulted tor a moment, but
only for a moment, when Jasper, put
ting bis hand upon his revolver,
tarted boldly along the sidewalk in
tiie direction of the stable. His
backers, many ot winun were already
mounted, stopped about filty feet
away to watch the result.
Maup n walked quietly down the
street til he got opposite and nearly
past Burman, st ill having his hand on
his revolver and looking back as he
passed. Suddenly Burman drew a
heavy revolver lioin under Ids coat,
aud stepping quickly toward Maupin,
without saying a word, placed the
muzzle nearly against his forehead
and, before Maupin could draw,
fired. The ball entered the brain,
and Maupin fell to the sidewalk.
Then Maupin’s lriends opened Are
from the corner, jumping from their
horses and rushing toward the party.
Lee Maupin ran toward Burman,
and levelling his revolver, fired.
Burman fell dead upon the sidewalk,
hi3 feet resting across those of his
victim. Lee Maupin rushed again to
the body of Burman, and, stooping
over it, scut another bull through his
head.
At tho same lime the others bad
opened fire on Cornelison and Ballard,
who both received shots through the
head, and after staggering a few
steps, fell dying, The example of
Lee Maupin was followed by his fel
lows, who deliberately approached
their victims while they were dying,
sending tho heavy balls from their
pistols through their heads. Then,
there being no more of the friends of
the vanquished party remaining alive,
the carnage ceased.
The brothers of the wounded Mau
pin gathered about the dying man,
kissed his pale face and wept like
children. Then he was carried into
a store near by, and expired in a few
moments.
Jasper Maupin was about 24 years
old. He received one shut over the
right eye, passing through the brain.
John Burman was about 31 years
old. He received one shot above the
lelt eyebrow, passing through the
brain, two through the right shoulder,
one behind the right ear, and one in
the right hand.
William Cornolison was about 35
years old. He received one wound
in the right breast, passing out un
der the lelt shoulder blade.
Kit Ballard was about 29 years old.
He received one shot in the cheek,
one in the temple, one in the back,
ranging through the heart, and ono
in the right rear hip.
Tluf verdict of tho Coroner’s jury
to-day was ! “Jasper Maupin was
killed by a pistol shot from the
hand of John Burman. Burman,
Cornelison and Ballard came to their
deaths by pistol shots from the hands
of Lee Maupin, Brutus Maupin and
William Gooch.”
Wit and fpmar.
Big Hole.
COL. GIBBON TO GOV. TOTTS.
We've bud a hard fiiglit,
Aud I'm sorry to ssy,
They’ve whipped us out quite,
Aud the devil's to pay,
I wait at Big Hole
For an answer from you,
And confess, on my soul,
I don't know what to do.
GOV. FOOTS TO COT.. OIBBON.
Licked-again ? Your conmmund
Nearly turned inside out ?
Ditl Chief Joe take a hand, •
Orjwas Howard abut ?
Your dispatch, trusty soul,
I answer this minute ;
If you’tg near a big hole,
You'd better craw! in it.
A Dutchman was riding in the Union
Hill cars and wanted to get out at Pali
sade avenue, when the street was reached
became to the door of ihc car, thinking
the conductor would slop. As the con
ductor paid no attention to him. he
said : ‘Say Condooctur,you don’t shtop
de car ; I vant to get out here.’ The
conductor was another Dutchman like
himself, and replied . ‘Veil, vy you dou’d
zay so ; I can’d shruell id.’
“Far be it from ns to doubt the
word of a brother editor,’ says the L*
Crosse Sun : ‘we believe them all to be
truthful men ; but when the Durand
Times say that the water is so low at
the mouth ot the Chippewa Iliver that
the catfish have to employ mud-turtles to
tow them over the bar, we feel as if
the editor must bo away and some local
miniser filling bis place.
A noted Englsh surgeon'says that the
reason that women can’t trow missiles
as accurately as men, is because their
sholder-blades are set two far forward.
This explanation, however, affords no
satisfaction whatever to the man whose
wife can score a bull's-eye at ten yards
on his head with a skillet, twice out of
three, and carom on his nose with a tea
cup across the table every lime.
•Madam, do you know that you pos
sess one ot the best voices in the world ?’
said a saucy fellow to a woman, one day
this week. ‘lndeed, do you think so !'
replied she, with a flush of pride at the
compliment. ‘I do most certainly,’ con
tinued the rascal, ‘for if you hadn’t it
would have been worn out long ago!’
For the fi st time in her lite that
woman hadn’t a word lo say.
Customer (to proprietor of a large es
tablishment); ‘I want a mourning suit,
please-.’ Proprietor : ‘What is the be
reavement, may I ask.?’ Customer:
•My mother-in-law.’ Proprietor (to
distant shopman): ‘Mr. Brown, show
this gentleman to the ‘Light Affliction
Department.’ ’
‘Come pa,’ said a youngster just home
from school, ‘how many peas are there
in a pint?' ‘How can anybody tell that,
you foolish boy?’ ‘I can, every time.
If you don’t believe it, try me.’ ‘Well,
how many are there, then ?’ ‘Just, oue
p in every pint, pa.’
A little boy was asked the other day
if he knew where the wicked finally
went to. ne answered ; ‘They practice
law a spell here and thoD go lo Legisla
ture! It was a painful operation for
the boy to sit down for a few days.
Two women can talk to each other
the whole length of a pew without being
heard by any man right behind or right
in front of them, and yet clearly under*
stand each other —so wonderfully ex
pressive is a woman's mouth.
‘Gentlemen of the jury,’ said a coun
sel in the criminal court, ‘do you be
lieve my client was gui’ty of selling beer
to a boy in a small bottle?' The jury
thought it a mixed proposition and dis
agreed.
A country girl wrote to her lover :
‘Now, George, don’t you fale to be at
the singing school to-night.’ George
wrote back that ‘in the bright lexicon of
youth—Webster’s —there is no such
word as fale.’
Landlady (to hoarder who has passed
hi* cup six times), ‘You are very fond
of coffee, Mr. Smith.’ Mr. Smith:
‘Yes, ma’am ; it looks as if I was when
I am willing to swallow so much water
for the sake of getting a little.’
A Philadelphia daticing master is
about to introduce anew dance expressly
for fat people. All the performers have
to do is to sit on the floor and kick.
A Mississippi doctor has found a
substitute for quinine. He binds a
lump of ice to a patients spine, and the
shakes let go and start for Arkansas.
A man hid in a public uooiway and
jumped out and kissed his s'.U. She
didn’t whoop and yell as expected, but
remarked : ‘Don’t be so bold, mister—
folks around here know me.’
An eminent philologist, when asked
what “modus opirandi” meant, replied:
‘lt is some Latin for ‘how the old thing
works,’ ’
A smumli r r ' worV> Ra T ,: ‘The mao
AMlffilCUS ONEI PRICE STOPE
We are now recieving our Fall Stock of
DRY GOODS, HATS, SHOES, UMBRELLAS, LADIES & GENTS MERINO
VESTS, GENTS LINEN SHIRTS AND COLLARS “BON TON”
CORSETS— an extra article, KNITTING and SEWING
THREAD, SODA, POTASH, TOCKET At TABLE KNIVES,
“RAZOR STEEL" SCISSORS, Ac, Ac.
THE LARGEST AND BEST ASSORTMENT OF CARPETINC
IN SOUTH WESTERN GEORGIA, AXD AS
low as they can be bought io. our larger cities.
Besides a general and we'l assorted stock of
FIRST €IASS CLOIIIIACI.
. We are now having manufactured to order, in New York, a fine lot of
SOUTHERN-MADE DOESKIN JEANS SUITS,
WHICH WILL BE VERY CHEAP . AND SUPERIOR TO ANY
OTHER GOODS AT THE SAME PRICE.
We also have tire same goods in the piece.
While we do not propose tosoiiafew items at less than cost,for effect,
we do intend that our average profits shall be as low as
those of any house in Georgia,
Oranberry & Barlow,
AmericUS, Ga., September 10.1 ST" -2ms
-—— -
New Stock.
WE ARE NOW RECEIVING
A Large & well selected stock of Groceries,
To which v>e ask the attention of the Surrounding Country, and respect/idly solicit a por
tion of the patronage of all who buys their supplies in this Market
ESPECIALLY MARION, AVEBSTJEK and SCHLEY COUNTIES.
We will give PERSONAL find PROMPT ATTENTION, to alt business en
trusted to as—hoping thereby to merit the confidence of all.
s\\%sl % $ 1 tf
—We have in Store to which we are making additions daily
BACON. LARD, HAMS. COFFEE, SUGAR, SYRUP. AIOLASSEES, TOBACCO -t§&
FLOUR. SALT, CHEESE, CRACKERS, MACKERAL, BAGGING k -9x-
JZff' TIES, SODA, POTASn, SOAP, SHOT, POWDER ,t CAPS, Ks'
£39“ SMOKING TOBACCO—WHOLESALE A RETAIL, ALL OTHER
SS- ARTICLES USUALLY KEPT IN A GROCERY STORE.
H’c will Keep a Complete Stock, and will be Undersold by .None.
Thanking our frienda for past favors, we ask a trial in future, to prove what we sa> to ho
true. A. J. BUCHANSTAN & BRO.
Ist and 2nd doors south of Grange Warehouse, Cotton Avenue, Americas, Ga.
sept 1 J-tf
““eOCKKEII t KNOWIiTMTS
FLOOR MILLS,
Fllst'vllle, (ifa.
We Annouee to the
PEOPLE OF SCHLEY, MARION, SUMPTER, WEBSTER, MACON AND
TAYLOR COUNTIES, THAT WE are making from GOOD WHEAT
FLOOR WHICH CAN NOT BE SURPASSED M ANY HULLS IN GA
WE GUARANTEE AS GOOT) AND AS LARGE A YIELD OF FLOUR, FROM
SAME WHEAT, AS ANY MILL IN THE STATE. AND FAR SITE .
RIQR TO ANY WE HAVE SEEN IN THIS COUNTRY.
WE ASK BUT A TRIAL CONVICTION WILL FOLLOW
eOCKBILL & KNOWLTOH,
Ellaville, Ga., Aug. 29,1877. Prourietors •
W. 6. PASCDAI.. rniLTP HEIMX6SrL2'.
PASCHAL & HEIDINGSFELDER,
GrZEISrE'V-A-, GEORGIA,,
Dealers in
Staple and Fancy Dry Goods,
HEAVY AID FAACI GROCERIES,
CENTS' FUENISHINCr GOODS of every description,
Hard-ware, HolloW*ware, Cirockery-ware, Kitchen Farnilnrc,
Chamber and Parlor Furniture.
Millinery Goo&sof the latest styles & desigas,
In fact, everything for the hiving and the Dead !
We are agents for Mrs. Demurest’s Dress patterns, and will famish them in any style, sizes
and number very cheaply.
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LAMAR STREET, AMERICUS, GA.
i,p. cbaipssah, = ~
nUC, CIIAI-MAN.
Who never shuts up late or soon,
Who cooks good things morn, night and noon,
Who keeps a number one Saloon ?
Hugo Chapman.
Who has good Oysters, Crabs and Pish,
Beef, Mutton, Turkey, or any dish,
From Sausage, up to what you wish ?
Bi-oo Chapman.
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Who taeets his guest with friendly gr
And for his friends will go his pile
And give them grub in ohy style?
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And when at night h- .well
With Bugg’s “Leg Ci ' am
Who’ll put him in hr .. n K
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