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The Butler herald. (Butler, Ga.) 1875-1962, June 18, 1878, Image 1

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IT "•»*. -As Tli Le Butler Herald. Published By W. N. BENNS.' [ A WEEKLY DEMOCRATIC NEWSPAPER,DEVOTED TO INDUSTRY AND CIVILIZATION, j OXE DOLLAR A Y/UB. ) (Is Advance- VOLUME a. BUTLER, GEORGIA. TUESDAY, JUKE 18, ,878 ‘ WHOLE KUMBER H7. Advertising Rates, One square one insertion $1 00; each sub sequent insertion 50 cents. One column,one year... X... $100.00 One column, six mouths 60 00 One column, three months 36 00 Half column, one year 60 00 Half column, six months 31/00 Half column, three months 20 00 Quarter column, one year 30 00 Quarter column, six months 20 00 Quarter column, three month* * 12 00 Communication^ of a ppliticel Character, of art oles written in a Ivocacy or defense of toe claims'of aspirants for office, 16 cents per line. Announcement of Candidates $6 00. IBLECTIONb, The Love Affair Two Boy* of the Period. BY EBEN E. REXFORD, Legal Advertisements Will be inserted at the following rate* Sheriff sales, per square $3 60 Sheriff’s mortgage sales -6 00 Application for letters of administration 4 00 Application for letters of guardirnship 4 00 Dismission from administration .... 6 00 Dismission from guardianship .600 Fer leave to sell land 4 00 Application tor homestead 4 00 Notice to debtors und creditors 4 00 Sals of real estate by administrators, execu- t >ra and guardians, per square 3 00 Sale of perishable property, ten days.. ..2 V Estray notices, 30 days % “0, All bills for advertising in this paper are due on the first appearance of the advertieo- meut will bf presented alien the money is needed. THE BUTLER HERALD. W. N. BENNS. Editor and Publisher. KoBscjuFridh' 1’rich $1.00. Pub Annum: TUESDAY, JUNE 18th 1878, 1 DOMESTIC TKAUEDl. Nibhs weut boniest twelve, ’Twus unusually late . For him, and he made a conjecture That loue Y’rs. N. won.d remain up and wait His coming to give him a lecture. He entered the house and began to excuse, But she was too augt y to listen, And, turning upon him, sue made rapid use 01 her tougue, while her eyes did g.isieu. He cringed like a culprit awuitiug his doom, And anneal the height oi her puHsion Me Ual a reireu' u. the little hwuiooiu And pluuned to escape i.icb a lashtu,’ He look up a bolster h t lay on u chair Am. under a.e covers he rolled it, Then, putting his boots, hi ascended the sluirs, And left her to foolishly scold it. She entered the room and slit cu:finely said. ••You’re cruel und laise and unfeeling Y'ou kuow tbut you are. and you cover your head As ii y ou were guilty of stealing !" She put out the light, and she scorulully lay Wnh bir back to the bulk without turning, Fur fully two hours sh. sanded a^uy; But when she dMcimred utxi morning The ghostly decepiton she uttered a snrtek. And swoi'Utu tor und hour, and was sick lot a week. For what he had done be pretended to grieve He patted and talked to her sweetly— And yet on the aly he would laugh in his eieuvea To thiuk she waa conquered completely. Regnmiug her health she became vary meek; She murmured uo more when neglected. Though be went at pleasure six nights in ihe week, But h* -ah, he little suspected That there was a woman's resentment con cealed Away in bet bosom’s ripe kernel - That closet whose contents are never revealed • By any appearance external. He came home one momiog between two and three, Expecting to find her u-weeping, But, tip-toed in, was distracted to see A couple apparently sleeping ! He turned up the light, and turned the air blue With sulphurous language that woke her, Declaring that since she had proven antrue He'd slaughter the villain and choke her. He roared : “His blood shall atone for the shame J” She pleaded : "Oh, don’t kill my lover ! But, drawing his pistol, he leek steady aim, And "zip” went a ball througn the cover. Returning the glittering speeder of lead Back into the hip pocket hohter, He pulled down the blankets to find a man dead And there lay the innocent bolster ! e fell on hi* krtocs—and from that day to tnis i The two have enjoyed connubial bliss, ‘By George!’ exclaimed young Torn Gordon at Fetcheinont’s par ity) last spring, ‘if there ain’t the \ nobbiest l.tokiug girl of the season. Who is she, Wayne !’. ‘Which girl ? Where?' asked Wayne, looking at half-a-dozen pretty young ladies, and then in quiringly at his frieud Gordon. ‘That one in the blue silk, with the white lace thing-urn-a-jig on,’ answered Gordon, ‘sitting over there in the corner talking with old Uarshaw.’ ‘Ah, that’s Miss Perry, from Rochester,’ returned Wayut; ‘rich as Croesus, they say ,aud the worst flirt in America, 1 suppose.’ •Do you know her ?’ demanded Wayne, all excitement, ‘if you do, I wish you’d mauageto intro duce me, I tell you what it is, Wayue, I’m half in love with her already. ‘You’d better be careful/ want ed his friend, with fstherly solid tude. ‘she’ll like nothing better than adding you to her list of vic tims. On the principle of some thing young and tender,you know like spring chickens.’ None of your chaffing,’ protest ed Tom, conceitedly. ‘I'm quite capable of taking cure ot mysel., thank you.’ ‘Well, I’ll introduce you. She's sent Uarshaw off alter something, aud now’s our opportunity. Gome along.’ Tom took Wayne’s arm amt ttwy tuuUe their wny over to M.«s Perry s corner. ‘Allow me to introduce my friend Mr. Gordon,’ said Wayne, as the young lady looked up with a smile and a bow. ‘Mr. Gordon, Miss Perry.’ Tom didu't cleatly remember what happened for the next five or six minutes, when he came to a consciousness of what was traps- pinng ou this muudaue sphere. He was sitting by Miss Perry’s side on the sola, and she was talk ing away glibly, and he felt as though he had been suddenly triyialated to the celestial world. Pretty soon Uarshaw came hack. Ue was a bachelor ol 45 or there abouts, and usually shy ot the wo- told Wayne the next day. ‘I couldn’t help laughing to see him. He devoured every word he said, and proved the truth of the old saying, ‘No fool like an old fool,’ Very nearly what he has just beeu telling me about you, espec ially in the ‘spoon’ part of it,’ laughed Wayne, ‘I’ll tell you what, my hoy, you've got to be careful. Miss Perry is a flirt,and she’d like no better fun than keep ing you and Uarshaw on her hook/ ‘I don’t believe she’s a flirt,’ burst out Tom. ‘Of course she has any amount of attention paid her,but she isn't to blape for that, is she ? She can't snub a tjpllow, and because she treatj them po litely, some fellows are just con ceited enough to thiuk she's in love with them, and when they find out their mistake they flare up, aud declare she’s a flirt, when she isu't to blame for their having made fools of themselves.’ ‘Well, if you understand the case so well, be careful you don’t place yourself in the list of those conceited fellows/ suggested W ayne, dryly. ‘I'll take care of myself,’ answer ed Tom loftily. ‘Se old Harshaw thinks I'm spoony about her, eh ? Uarshaw'll get his nose .pulled, if he isn't careful/ It was neck and neck between the old boy and the young boy of the period for the; remainder of the season. But Miss Perry con trived'to make both of them feel confident that the other had no show of success whatever, and theiehy she kept them along to her satisfaction, When summer came, she left ti wD tor Newport; and', two clays after her departure, Tom packed his things aud followed her. The fii st person that he saw on alight ing at the hotel, was Harshaw. Ooufound the old fool!’ thought Tom, ‘I’ll make it lively for him! But she doesn’t care a continental tor him If he wasu t the biggest old-noodle iu the world, be d see it too. Oue, two, three weeks went by, aud Tom and Harshaw began to look daggers at each other. They had come to the conclusion that one or the orther of them had got to withdraw from the field’, and each was fully determined that he wouldn’t be the one to do it, for be was the favored one, and the other had no business to annoy Miss Perry with his attentions. And it was evident that her tender heart wouldn’t permit her to man- men, but Miss Perry seemed to ; , , . have succeeded in drawing him f ^ e8 t her attachment, except in a out of his customary seclusion, i 8 ^ * so on B a8S e e ^ at ^ Ue evidently was fascinated by would pain the heart of the dig- the young lady, for he gave Tom comfited rival, a terribly fierce look,and attempt-1 O uo day the long-impending ed to monopolize Mite Perry's at-| cr j fi j s ttrr j PC( | i I can't say just teutions, and ignore the young j ll()W it cttme ft ij„ u t, but Harshaw gentleman. But she mauaged tw ittud 'Tom of being ‘a ninny who skillfully to divide her attentions, and gave neither of them a chance to complain of any lack ot interest on her pnrt. ‘I never saw any one that I liked half so well before,’ concluded Tom, as he paced the soiitued of his chamber that night. ‘Never T Tom Gordon, in that diving Miss Perry, behold your fate I Go in aud win !’ ‘If ever I saw o-cdtuplete case of •poBBi, it's that old Hawhaw,’ he hadn't brains enough to take a hint,’ and Tom responded that ‘he was thankful that he wasn’t the biggest fool of the season ;’and from that the quarrel grew worse, and resulted in a challenge and an agreement to meet each other next morning. The ‘next morning’ came. The old boy was nervous and figoty, and the young boy was consider ably more so. What if the quar rel should result iu death ? The thought was awful. It would be little loss than murder. It was with such thoughts as these that the rivals met each oth er in a secluded spot. The first discovery on their arrival was, that both of them had forgutten to provide themselves with seconds. ‘We can’t fight without them,’ said Harshaw, whose laise teeth would chatter in spite of himself. ‘We'd better wait till to-morrow.’ ‘Look here,’ burst out Tom, very pale, and his hnnds shaking like a leaf, ‘I don’t liko that way of doing business, I—I have too much respect for your gray hairs, Harshaw, to shoot, you down in cold blood.’ ‘And I’ve too much regard for my honor to tight with a boy,’ cried Harshaw, who felt like hug ging Tom. ‘It would not be fair play for either, of us. Can’t we set tle it in some other way ? Ap point a referee, or something of that sort. ‘I’ll tell you the best wav,’ said Tom. ‘Refer the case to Miss Perry, and let her decide it. Ol course it will be embarrassing lor Ler, and you’ll’—Tom was go ing to say that Harshaw would probably feel like an old tool when she gives her decision against him, but thought better of it, und stop ped before he had said it, ‘Agretd !'cried Harshaw. ‘Let’s go and see her now, aud have the thing done with.’ ‘All right,’ declared Tom, and they set off. Miss Perry was walking on the beach when they found her. ‘You tell her,’ suggested Tom, beginning to feel scared. ‘You tell her,’ pleaded Harshaw, about as fidgety as ho had been when death seemed staring him in the face hall an hour before. ‘Well, here goes, then t’ an swered Tom, clearing his throut. ‘Good morning, Miss Perry. Mr. Harshaw and myself have had a dispute, und, us it was about yon, ws concluded you were the proper person to settle it. ‘Well,what is it, Mr, Harshaw?’ asked Miss Perry, smilingly turn ing to that gentleman, who grew pale and then red, and finally burst out— ‘I—I love you I wish you’d marry me.’ ‘And 1 love you. Will yen marry me ?’ cried Tom, looking unutterable things at poor Har- shan, who was wiping his face vigorously, while the perspiration ran down it in a little stream. Miss' Perry laughed till she cried. ‘Oh, dear! how funny 1’ she managed to soy, at last ‘How you do look I' aud began to laugh again. •I dont see anything funny about it,’ and Tom looked serious enough for a funeral. Nor I,’ averred Harshaw sol emnly. Perhaps you don't, hut I do,’ said she,almost choking with mer- iment. ‘I don't think that I can marry either of you, because’— ‘Why?’ cried Tom and Har shaw both together, ‘Because'I have promised Mr, Wayne that I would marry him, and I shouldn't know what to do with three hnebttnds,' auswered Miss Terry, sweetly. Tom looked at Harshaw, Har shaw looked at Tom. They were bliud no longer, ‘Allow mo to congratnlate yon fbrtiinall escape,’ said iug some simple conveniences long needed by the good housewife to lighten her work. Indnetry al ways finds work to do. Don't Murry In Haste- Girls talk all alike about mar rying, as though it was a jubilee, a gladsome thing, a rose without a thorn, and so it is^if all is right, if they go about it as rational be ings, instead of merry-making children. It is a serious thing te marry. It is life business. There fore never do if in haste, never run away to get married; never marry for wealth, or standing, or fine person, or manners, but for both for the qualities of the mind and heart which makes an honorable mau. Take time, think long and well before you accept any pero- pneal, consult your parents, then some judicial friend, then ysur own judgement. Learn all that is possible for you to lsarn of your proposed husband. When all doub's have been lemoved, and not till then, accept him.—Chica go Ledger. A Fact Worth Knowing. Set a pitcher of ice water in a room inhabited,and ina few hours it will have absorbed nearly all the perspiration gasses of the room,the air of which will become purer,but the water utterly filthy. This depends upon the fact that the wather has the faculty of con- den-ing and thereby absorbing almost all the gasses. At ordirta- temperature a pint ot water will contain a pint of oarbouic acid gas and several pints of ammonia.— This capncity in iienrly doubled by reducing to that of ice. Hence water kept in a room a while is always un fit for use, and should be often re moved, whether it has become warm of not. Aud for the same reason the wa ev in a pump should be pumped out lit tho morning before any is u 8 od. That which lias stood in a pitcher over night iu not fit for coffee water iu the morning. Impure water is ss injurious to health as imptiro air,and every person should provide (he means of obtaining fresh pure water for our domestic usfc.—ISx.