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BY T. L. GANTT. THE OGLETHORPE ECHO PUBLISHED EVERY FRIDAY JIORYIYG, BY T. L. GANTT, Editor and Proprietor. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION. Where paid strictly in advance $2 00 Where payment delayed G months 2 50 Where payment delayed 12 months... 5 00 CLUB RATES. Club of 5 or less than 10, per copy 1 75 Club of 10 or more, per copy 1 50 Clubs must be accompanied by the cash , or papers will be charged for at regular rates. No attention will be paid to subscrip tions from other counties unless accompanied by the money, with 20c. per annum additional to pay postage, as the law requires that after January next postage must be prepaid by the publisher, except to subscribers in the county where the journal is published, in which in stance no postage is charged. THE ABOVE TERMS WILL NOT BE DEVIATED FROM IN ANY CASE. :o: RATES OF ADVERTISING. Per Square (1 inch) first insertion $1 OO Per Square each subsequent insertion.. 75 Liberal contracts made with regular adver tisers, and for a longer period than 3 months. Local notices, 20c. per line first insertion, 15c. per line each subsequent insertion. B U S INESS_ CAR PS. LUCKIE & YANCEY, DEALERS IN AND REPAIRERS OF \ WATCHES, 11 [purKJll .T e \ve 1r y 9 No. 5 Broad St., Athens, tia. oetO-ly E. A. WILLIAMSON, PRACTICAL WATCHMAKER k JEWELER AT DR. KING’S DRUG STORE, Srond Street, - - - Athens, Gn. All work done in a superior manner, and warranted to give perfect satisfaction. octl-IY J. M. NORTON, Contractor and Bnilfler /CRAWFORD, GA., IS PREPARED TO VY furnish all kinds of Building Material, such as rough and dressed Lumber, Shingles, Sash, Blinds, and Doors; also, Laths, Lime, and Plastering Material. Estimates given of all classes of Carpenter work, Plastering, Brick work, and Painting. oet3o-3m BOOTS AND SHOES HENRY LUTHI, CIRAWFORD, GA., IS NOW PREPARED i to make, at short notice, the FINEST BOOTS and SHOES. I use only the best material, and warrant my work to give entire satisfaction, both as to finish and wear. REPAIRING AND COARSE WORK also attentod to. oetß-ly KALVARINSKI & LIEBLER, Under Newton House, Athens, Ga., Ciiar Manufacturers, And Wholesale and Retail Dealers in Tobacco JPipes, Snuff, &c. Dealers would do well to price our goods before purchasing elsewhere. Our brands of Cigars are known everywhere, and sell more readily than any other. oct3o-tf youniTmen WHO WISH A THOROUGH PREPA RATION for Business, will find supe rior advantages at Moore's Southern Business University, _A.tlnn.ta, Gra. The largest and best Practical Business School in the South. Students can enter at any time. Send for Catalogue to oct3o-lv B. F. HOOKE. Preset. ~r7t. BRUMBY & CO., DRUGGISTS AND PHARMACISTS, DEALERS IN Drugs, Chemicals, Patent Medicines, DRFGGISTS’ StXDRIES, Paints. Oils, Xamps, Glass Shades, Chamois Skins, Sponges, Ele., Etc., College avenue, between Book Store and P. O. Athens, Gra. fgg- 3 Special attention given to Prescrip tions at all hot v. octO-tt Slllje Oglctljorpc (£cl)o. The Confederate Note. MEMORIAM. Representing nothing on God’s earth now, And naught in the waters below it; As the pledge of a nation that passed away, Keep it, dear friend, and show it — Show it to tho. e who will lend an ear To the tale this trifle will tell: Of liberty born of a patriot’s dream, Of a storm-cradled nation that fell. Too poor to posse .s the precious ores, And too much of a stranger to borrow, We issued to-day our ‘ promise to pay,” And hoped to redeem on the morrow. The days rolled on, and weeks became years, But our coffers were empty sti'l; Coin was so scarce the treasury quaked If a dollar should in the till. But the fa ; th that was in us was strong indeed Though our poverty well we diserned ; And this little check represents the pay That our suffering veterans earned. They knew it had hardly a value in gold, Yet as gold our soldiers received it; It gazed in our eyes with a promise to pay And every true soldier believed it. Put our boys thought little of price or pay Or of bills that were over-due— We knew if it bought our bread to-day, ’Twas the best our poor country could do. Keep it; it tells our histo y over, From the birth of the dream to the last; Modest and born of the angel hope, * Like our hope of success it pa sed. A New Litany. From all the dread and all the fear, Of those who watch with eye and ear, Their neighbors’ faults to see and hear, Good Lord deliver tis! From all the pomp aud pride innate, Of little men who think they’re great, While fools around them fawning wait, Good Lord deliver us From all the love and hate of those Who go around with turned-up nose, — Whose only merit is their clothes, Good Lord deliver us! From all the girls with silly pate, Who go abroad with mincing gait, When shallow swains upon them wait, Good Lord deliver us ! From eveiv girl who walks the street, With Grecian bend and cramped-up feet, And thinks she is so very neat, Good Lord deliver us! From temperance men who talk so big How rummies’ wheels they’re going to trig,— Yet on the sly will take a swig, Good Lord deliver us • From every swell with swaggering gait, Who struts about with head elate, As though the world did on him wait, Good Lord deliver us! From every one who wi’l pretend To be a firm and faithful friend, That lie may gain some se’fish end, Good Lord deliver us! There’s Not One True in Seven. These girls are a'l a fleei’ng show, For man’s illusion given; Their smiles o.'joy, their tears of woe ; Deeeiifnl shine, deceit! ul flow: There not one true in seven. And false the flash of Beauty’s eye, As fading hues of even : And love and laughter—all a lie ; And hope awakened, but to die— There’s not one true in seven. Poor mushrooms of a sunny day ! Yet bloom and be forgiven, For lifes ’at best a show. Away, Dull, drowsy Thought!—l’U join the gay, Aud romp with aU the seven. INTEKESTING ITEMS. The subdued Modocs are pitching r en n’es. instead of the d.ink-sellers. tra’s needle from Egypt io Pa’ is. There, are over 24,000 idiots in this country who are acknowledged as such. Wisconsin raised one bale of cotton tins year, it being exhibited at the State Fair. • During the reign of Louis XIV, the laces necessary for a gentleman’s costume cost $13,000. Of the numerous postmistresses in the United States, not one was ever known to de fraud the government. There are forty-five post offices in the United States by the name of Washington, and yet people w J JI tell Fes. A moth, whose wings measured from tip to tip ten inches, was on exhibition at the Middlesex (Conn.) Fair this fall. A marriage was recently celebrated in Faris between a dwarf and a giantess, the for mer 40 inches high and the latter 7 feet. A story is abroad that ghastly lights are now frequently seen at night in that sol emn old burial ground in the New Bowery, near Olive street, New York, aud that shrieks like those of owls are heard there. The following data have recently been published in regard to the growth of men and women: “ The average weight of boys at birth is 64 pounds; the average weight of girls is 6i pounds; the average weight of males at 20 is 143 pounds; the average weight $f females is 123 pounds. Men acquire great est weight, on an average, at 35, weighing 152 pounds; women at 50, weighing 132 pounds. CRAWFORD, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 13, 1874. SIHNINGS. A cheap present —Giving the Be. Hodfellows—Brick-carriers. When is iron the most ironical ? W hen it is a railing. Not one man in 10,000 ever admitted his shirts fit him. The good Job—The one that was cov ered with boils. The first law of gravity—Never laugh at your own jokes. Those who in quarrels interpose, Must often wipe a bloody nose. doesn’t R-o-c-h-e-s-t-e-r spell Roosier ? The genius is yet to be born who is to i.ivent a practical sub titute for labor. What is that which every one can di \ 'de, but no one can s,ee where it has been divided? Water. A man in Cincinnati adve tising for a situation, says: “ Work is not so much an object as good wages.” S’nee the report was started that ear rings make a woman deaf, over 200 husbands a ’e said to have carried home sets of jewelry. An observing man has discovered a simßarity between a young lad'es’ seminary and a sugar factory, as both refine what is al ready sweet.” ’Hie Shakers of New York number 80 less than two years ago, and they’ve got to throw away their single bedsteads or become an extinct sect. Gar+ers and monogram clasps are now all the fashion with pretty girls. The style is ..aid to be convenient and elegant, and we hope to see more of it. struck by lightning the coroner s jury ren dered a verdici: “Hew? ’ killed by the Lord, but the Lord is ail right.” A Cleveland man lost two inches of h’s ear the other day, and a Toledo paper says he will have to carry a bag of shot oh that shoulder to balance himself. A negro magi irate in Desha county, Ark., grants divorsas quite terse’v. He sim ply says: “ I jined you, so I butt you ’sun der. So go, you niggers, you!” A fashion reporter writes : “ Dresses are not to be worn any longer this season.’ - That would do very well for warm weather, yut what about the late cold snap ? A young lady, just out of town for the summer, is sure that the horrid cows are even more dangerous thau a mad bull, because the bull would only give a butt, whfle the cows give butter. Simkins playfully remarked that he’s four fools for a wife: “ Eeautiool, dutifool, youthfool, and del’ghtfool.” “ Poor me,” sighed h ; s wife, “ I have only one for a hus band, a dampbool.” A youth went to consult with the fa ther of his lady-love. He is now said to take his meals in a standing position, and tries to make people be l ‘eve that he is afflicted with one of Job’s comforters. Marry for love young men, but remem ber that it is as easy to love a g'rl whose pa has SIOO,OOO in bank one whose o l d man shs up behind a pair of brindle steers and yells: “ Whoa! you Buck, come yer cattle!” An old story tells us how an i ll iterate safior, about to ship on board her Majesty’s ship Gordon, speß out the name backwards, gad retired in disgust at the idea of serving in a vessel wlrcli had “ no grog” written on her bow. A young mule recently kicked a dar key, at the Glade. Toe nigger felt tne place whe e the mule’s heel landed, looked at his head a minute, and exclaimed : “ You better qu'tdatc’am foolishness; I’ll hurt you some o' dese days.” A newly married Danbury couple re cently started oat on the'r wedding tour ac companied by a small sized two-year-old in fant, which they had hired for the purpose of deceiving the vulgar public in the matter of their new found bliss. many ?” said a wi "e to a dying spouse, who had been someth’ng of a tyrant in his day. “Marry the devil, if you want to!” was the gruff reply. “ No, I thank you, my dear; one of the same fam’iy is enough for me.” At Salisbury Point, Mass., the r e are three churches, the min' ter of each rejoic’ng in the name of Wright. One lives in the up per part of town, one in the lower, and the third at the mills. So the people have dubbed their spiritual guides as “Upwright,” “Down wright,” and “ Millwright.” The opeuing chapter of a Western newspaper sereal begins thus: “ ’Twas mid night. The darkness that hung like a funeral pall, suspended betwixt Heaven and earth, was ever and anon lighted up by a livid flash of serpentine lividitv, occasionally relieved by a snap like the closing of a well-greased jack-knife.” Julia —Oh ! Ca rie, I’ve got anew fel ler, perfectly splend'd! The other one was too miserab’e for anything. (Moore overhears this extraordinary language of his biloved Julia, and thinks that it is all over with him, and that the world is hollow. Poor “ feller,” how is he to know that the dear girl is only talking about her sewing machine ?” At a teachers’ institute in Scottsville, Ky., the question arose, “ Why is it that a pig may drink a bucket full of slop, and then be placed in the same bucket and not fill it ?” The teachers having all failed to give any sat isfactory solution, the question was referred to Captain Gib Mulligan, who at once ren dered his decision that there must have been a leak about the pig. There was no further dis cussion. JACK BABBITS. How one of Them S?ved a Miner's Life. While my friend Clyde and myself were outdii the hills back of the Golden Gate Park last week, a jack rabbit came along and stopped to look at us. “ If I had thought to bring my revol ver along we would have jack on toast for breakfast to-morrow/’ I remarked. “ Not with my consent,” he replied. “ What reason can you give for not consenting.” “ A rabbit saved my life, and I have not killed one since, and never will kill one again.” “ How did he manage to save vour life?” Three years ago I was living in Mom tana. A smelter had just been built, and it created a demand for silver rock. I owned an interest in a lead that had been sunk on 80 feet. Thinking the time had come to make it available, I concluded to go there and get some ore, and have it tested. I did so; and reached the place just in time to take shelter in the mine from a terrible hail storm . I lighted my candle, went to the bottom, and went to work. I had not been there more than five minutes when I heard a noise that sounded like a cannon. The rock over my head shook, and in a moment the shaft behind me caved. You can imagine my feelings better than I can describe them, when I found myself buried alive. I tremble even at this distant day when I think of that moment. The roof of the shaft was rocks, and when they came down they did not pack so tight, but what the air came through. There was nothing tfiat I could do to relieve myself. I knew if relief did not come from the outside I must perish. No one knew I had gone there. A road ran past the mouth of the shaft, but it was not travelled much, and I was not likely to attract attention by calling; nevertheless I shouted at inter vals all day. The following morning I commenced calling again; and all day, whenever I thought I heard a sound, I shouted. “ When night came again all hopes of being released had abandoned me. One thing added great bitterness to my suf ferings. I owed .quite a large amount of money, and should my fate remain un known, my creditors would think I had fled to defraud them, and my name would be stigmatized. “ I will not dwell on the agonies I en dured ; I am sorry I cannot forget them. “ The morning of the fourth day of my imprisonment I heard something crawl into my grave. I lighted my candle and saw a rabbit. There was only one aper ture large enough to admit him ; I closed it to prevent his escape. I saw in him food to appease my hunger, and my hand was raised to kill him, when a thought occurred to me that prevented the blow from descending. I had two fish-lines; their united length would reach to the road. I took off my shirt, tore it into strings, tied them together, and on to the fish line. I wore a long gold watch chain ; I tied it on to the part of the line that would cross the road. I then cut several leaves from my diary, wrote on them my condition, and tied them to that part of the line that would be outside. I then tied the end made out of my shirt- around Jack’s neck and let him out. He soon reached the end of the line, and I knew by the way he was pulling that he was making desperate attempts to escape. Soon the tugging stopped, and knowing gnawing to be Jack’s chief accomplishment, I thought he had cut himselfloose. About three hours afterward I felt the line pulled, then someone called. I tried to answer, but the hoarse noise I made died in the cavern. I then pulled the line to show I was not dead. “ All grow still again, and I knew the man had gone for assistance. Then came the sound of voices ; I pulled iu the line, and it brought me food. It took all the men who worked in the shaft nine hours to reach me. “ Avery large pine tree that stood near the shaft had been the cause of my misfo.tune. It had been dead a number of years, and the storm had blown it over. The terrible blow when it struck the ground had caused the cave. “Jack had wound the line around a bush, and tied himself so short that he was imprisoned outside as securely as I had been inside. He was taken to town, put in a large cage, and supplied with all the rabbit delicacies the market afforded. He, hoover, did not thrive, and the boys, believing that he ‘pined in thought, voted to set him free. He was taken back to his old girdling grounds and liberated. “He not only saved my life, but be came the benefactor of all the rabbits in the neighborhood—the miners refrain ing from shooting any, fearing it might be him. How They Played It on Dougherty. One day last week four or five Detriot ers went into Maeomb county to shoot squirrels and kick their shins against lo c s and fence rails. They had just eaten a cold lunch in the woods one noon, when one of the party, a young man named Dougherty, stretched out on his back, pulled his hat over his eyes, and gave hi3 mind up to the work of as sisting his body to catch a little rest. The remainder of the party having an understanding before hand, quietly withdrew, one by one. One of them pass around to a bush near Dougherty’s feet, and took a tin rattle-box from his pock et. Another stood close to the young man’s legs, and, in a suppressed voice, when the signal wal%iven, whispered : “For heaven’s sake! Dougherty, don’t move so much as a finger ! A big rat tlesnake is right under your leg !” Dougherty was flat on his back, eyes covered, arms sprawled out, and his voice trembled as he replied : “My God ! what shall I do?” “Keep perfectly quiet! It is your on ly hope ! If you even raise a finger he will dart his fangs into you!” The man with the rattle-box gave it a shake, and reached out and laid a club across Dougherty’s legs, while the other man moved off about twenty feet and exclaimed: “Heavens ! what can we do ? If we shoot we may kill Dougherty !” The club was rolled off* on the grour and and the victim whispered: “For mercy sake kill it.” The club was rolled over his legs again, the box shaken, and the man whis pered back: “Be quiet or it is instant death. I think the snake wants to go to sleep, and if you will keep still you will be all light.” The box was shaken, the club moved around, and finally the “snake” seemed to Dougherty to settle down on his breast. He dared not whisper for fear of rous ing it, but one of the men called out : “There! It is asleep! We’ll move away and wait for it to glide off.” The whole crowd moved over behind a bank and laughed and rolled and tore up the dirt until they were exhausted, while poor Dougherty lay there like a log, not even daring to draw an ordinary breath. The sweat ran down his face and started out from his body until his shirt was wringing wet. The fellows took their guns and tramped away, leav ing him thus, and were gone an hour and a half. When they returned Dough erty was sitting up, having discovered the joke about five minutes previously. He didn’t have a word to say, but there was a whole unabridged dictionary in his eye. They spoke to him, but for an answer he rose up, shouldered his gun, and made a bee-line for the highway, and none of the party has met him since. A Mother Murders Her Son. One of the most horrible murders on record was perpetrated near Anderson, Indiana. On the “ Mawson farm” lived Mrs. Mawsoh, her soil Albert, or “ Abby” as he was more frequently called, and an elder son, Thomas. For some time Albert has been missed by the neighbors, and bis mother was always ready with some plausible tale concerning his ab sence —volunteered information indeed, before being questioned. Sometimes she represented him as having gone to Cleveland, sometimes to England, and again o California. Occasionally she oiK red for sale some article formerly be longing to her son. A suit of clothes, nearly new, was taken back to the mer chant of whom they were purchased, and sold for a small sum. Arin r and some other little trinkets were l’kewise sold. These sales were always accom panied by some kind of a story. Albert couldn’t take them with him, or be had left them for her to sell, or she had to raise money and desired to sell what Albert would never need. She refused to sleep alone, and she passed her nights with the neighbors when no one could be found to stay with her in the farm h ouse. She became so haggard that the neighbors noticed it. A peculiar object of her solicitude was an old well on the premises. She would call persons to see how clear the water was. Finally the well was found choked up with stones and loose boards. Suspicion having been aroused by the conduct of Mrs. Mawson she and her son Thomas were arrested. When the well was cleared out the body of Albert was discovered. Both the accused were then committed to jail, and—a singular instance of a guilty conscience—each feared to be left alonfe, and sought permission to burn their lamps during the night, and it was granted. Wearing a tight collar is very apt to cause bronchitis. VOL I—NO. 6. A Hard Nut for Skillful Spellers to Crack. Spellers of all grades and ages will find the attempt to write the following from dictation, an interesting puzzle. A lady who was sure she could win the Webster’s Unabridged, offered as a prize, in case she succeeded, missed only 22 of the 99 hard words. A professor of lan guages, who prided himself on his knowledge of orthography, missed 28. It is possible that some typo may not put them all up correctly. Let us see it some of our readers can detect the er rors. Webster is the standard : The most skillful gauger I ever knew was a maligned cobbler, armed with i. poniard, who drove a pedler’s wagon, using a mullein stalk as an instrument of coercion, to tyrannize over his pony shod with calks. He was a German Saddu cee, and had a plithisieky catarrh, dip theria, and the bilious intermittent ery sipelas. A certain Sibyl, with the sobri quet of “Gypsy,” went into ecstacies of cacliinnation at seeing him measure a bushel of peas, and separate saccharine tomatoes from a heap of peeled potatoes without dyeing or singeing the ignitible queue which he wore, or becoming para lyzed with a hemorrhage. Lifting her eyes to the ceiling of the cupola of the capitol, to conceal her unparalleled em barraasment, making a rough courtesy, and not harrassing him with mystifying, rarefying and stupefying innuendoes, she gave him a couch, a bouquet of lilies, mignonette, and fuchsias, a treat ise on mnemonics, a copy of the Apoch rypha in hieroglyphics, daguerreotypes of Mendelssohn ancMvOseiusco, a kaleid oscope, a dram phiift of ipecacuanha, a teaspoonful of naptha for deleble pur poses, a ferule, clarionet, some licorice, a surcingle, a carnelian of symmetrical proportions, a chronometer with movable balance wheel, a box of dominoes and a catechism. The guager, who was also a trafficking rectifier, and a parishioner of mine, preferred a woolen surtout (his choice was referable to a vacilating occa sionally occurring idiosyn-crasy), woful ly utterred this apothegm: “Li is checkered; but schism, apostacy, heresy and villainy shall be punished.” The Sybil apologizingly answered: “There is ratably an allegeable difference be tween a conferrable ellipsis trisylla bic dijeresis.” The Modocs.—So completely- have the Modocs disappeared from public no tice that the visit to Yreka, Cal., of a small delegation of their tribe on a twen ty days’ leave of absence from their re servations, has excited considerable in terest in their fate. From the Yreka Journal we gather the following facts regarded them at the present time: “The turbulent, discontented, war-like Modoc disappeared wlienCapt. Jack,Schonchin, Boston Charley, and Black Jim were executed on the scaffold at Fort Klam ath, and those now in existence are leading quiet and peaceable lives in the different reservations to which they have been assigned. Schonchin’s' followers are living at Yainox, a bleak and dreary district seventy miles northeast of Fort Klamath. They number about 120, in cluding women and children. Jack’s people, numbering about 170 persons, are settled in the Indian Territory, un der the chieftainship of Scarfaced Char ley. Some sixty of the tribe, who had not been engaged in the hostilities against the whites, and were friendly to them, are living in the new country of the Modocs, which formerly was a part of Siskiyou, in the lava region. There is no perceptible increase In their popu lation, and in a few years they will un doubtedly h#ve ceased to exist as a dis tinct tribe.” . The Wedding Ring on the Toe. — An extraordinary marriage took place at Jevingtcn, England, the other day, tle ceremony being performed by the Rev. Archdeacon Philpott, in the presence of a very large congregation. The married couple both belong to the parish of Jev ington, bat the singular part is the fact that the bride had no arms, and the ring had to be placed on the thirdloe bfThe left foot. At the conclusion of the marriage ceremony she signed the regis ter, holding the pen in her toes, in a very decent “ hand.” Two Very Singular Looking Ba bies. — A Coal Creek correspondent writes: “There was a wonderful thing happen ed at Coal Creek, on the night of the 10th of October. Mrs. Hightower gave birth to two children who were grown to gether from their waist up to the tops of their breast. They had four feet, four hands, and two heads, and were as nat ural as any babies you ever saw in your life. The babies were both dead—they were female babies.” i* i ■ Pay your subscription to the Echo,