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BY T. L. GANTT. THE OGLETHORPE ECHO PUBLISHED EVERY FRIDAY MORNING, BY T. L. GANTT, Editor and Proprietor. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION. Where paid strictly in advance.... #2 OO Where payment delayed 6 months 2 50 Where payment delayed 12 months... 8 OO fttr No attention will be paid to eubserip tie*a from other counties unless accompanied by the money, with 20c. per annum additional pay postage, as the law requires that after January next postage must be prepaid by the publisher, except to subscriber* in the county wliere the journal is published, in which in stance no postage is charged. THE ABOVE TERMS WILL NOT BE DEVIATED FROM IN ANY CASE. wr :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. T. R. & W. CHILDERS, Carpenters and Builders, ATHENS, GA., WOULD RESPECTFULLY ANNOUNCE to the citizens of Oglethorpe county that they are prepared to do all manner of Wood Work. Estimates on Buildings carefully made and lowest figures given. Satisfaction guaranteed. A portion of the public patron age solicited. nov27-12m LMTOLL&CO. Ga., DEALERS IN Watches, Clocks, Jewelry, Silver f il Plated Wire, Fancy A v tides. Etc. Having b?st workmen, p. e p. :pa?ed to re pair m Bupc? ior btvle. make a specVLy o; Silver and Go and Pla.i i<j Watches, Fo l s, Sjoons etc. LONGS & BILLUPS. DEALERS IN DRUGS, MEDICINES, PAINTS, OILS, Dye-Stuffs, Glass, Etc. Athens Ga. KALVARINSKI &UEBLER, Under Newton House, Athens, 6a., Ciiar Manufactnrers, And Wholesale a id Retail Dealers in Tobacco, Pipes, Snuff, &c., Dealers would do well to price our goods before pr-chasing elsewhere. Our brauds of Cigars are known everywhere, aad sell more readily than any other. oct3o-if J. M. NORTON, Cootraclor and Bulltler CRAWFORD, GA., IS PREPARED TO furnish all kinds of Building Material, such as rough and uressed. Lumber, Shingles, Sash, Blinds, and Door®; also. Laths, Lime, and Plastering Material. Estimates given of all classes of Carpenter work. Plastering, Brick work, and P&Tk.dnjj, oct3o-3m bootsamTsloes HENRY LUTHI, CRAWFORD, UA., IS NOW PREPARED to make, at short notice, the FINEST BOOTS and SHOES. I use only the best material, and warrant mv work to give entire satisfaction, both as to finish and wear. REPAIRING AND COARSE WORK also attented to. octS-ly General Met Agency RAILROAD TICKETS For sale, by all routes, u> all principal point© In the United States. Buy your Tickets in Athens, and get all jniormutiou from Caft. WM. WILLIAMS, Agent Som iVru Ex pw**.-•<©.', Athwis, G*i ®I)C (Dglctl)otpc Cel)®. Little Bessie. “Hug me, closer, closer, mother, Put your arms around me tight ; I am cold and tired, mother, And I feel so strange to-night; Something hurts me here dear mother, Like a stone upon my breast ; Oh, I wonder, wonder, mother, is I cannot rest! “All day long while you were working, As T lay upon my bed, I was trying to be patient, And to think of what you said ; llow the kind and blessed Jesus Loves His lambs to watch and keep; And I wish He’d come and take me In His arms, that I might sleep. “Just before the lamp was lighted, Just before the children’came, While the room was very quiet, I heard someone call my name. And at once the window opened, In a field where lambs and sheep, Some out from a brook were drinking, Some were lying fast asleep. “But I could not see the Saviour, Though I strained my eyes to see; And I whispered if he saw me, Would he speak to such as me ? In a moment I was looking On a world so bright and fair, Which was full of little children, And they seemed so happy there: “They were singing, oh ! how sweetly ! Sweeter songs I never heard! They were singing sweeter, mother, Than can sing our yellow bird. And while I my breath was holding, One so bright upon me smiled : And I knew it must be Jesus, When he said: “Come here my child!” “Come up here, my little Bessie! Come up here and live with me, Where the children never suffer, But are happier than you see ! Then I thought of all you told me Of that bright and happy land; I was going when you called me, When you came and kissed my hand. “And at first I felt so sorry You had called me !—I would go— Oh I to sleep, and never suffer! Mother, don’t be crying bo ! Hug me closer, closer mother’ Put your arms around me tight; Oh ! how much I love you, mother, But I feel so strange, to-night!” And the mother pressed her closer To her overburdened breast; On the heart so near to breaking Lay the heart so near its rest. Atjhe solemn hour of midnight, in the darkness, calm and deep, Lying on her'motlier’s bosom, Little Bessie fell asleep. A Much Injured Whitehaller.^ One day last week a Whitehall gen tleman was on a Troy train returning home. At Saratoga a gentleman from Rutland took L a seat just behind the Whitehaller. In a few moments a con versation was opened between the two. Ascertaining thatjour friend was from Whitehall, the Rutland gentleman ask ed him if he knew Wilkins, editor of the Times. “Kiioaa- him ! I ought to know him, for be is very intimate Avith my AA'ife.” “You don’t say ?” replied the Rutland man in astonishment. “Yes, sir. I don’t >vant it repeated, but I have indisputable evidence that he has been on terms of the closet inti macy with her. “But, my friend, you don’t live with the woman ?” “Yes, sir ! Strange as it may seem, I do. Oh, sir, you little know what a man will put up Avith the Avoman he loves. Intimacy has been carried on 4 for years right under my A'ery nose, and yet by the loA*e I bear the Avoman, I have never yet broken Avith my wife.” “But you cannot possibly put up with such conduct on the part of your Avife? If she is intimate with Wilkins, I should think you Avould brand the villian be fore the world.” “I would not submit. No, sir, I Avouid not, never i" The Rutland man had by this time worked himself up in a pitch of excite ment, when tue train pulled up at Whitehall. “Good night, sir !” said the Whitehall gentleman. “I hope avc will meet again. I thank you for the interest you have taken in my affairs. Good night,” and the tAvo gentlemen shook hands and de parted. Just then the conductor entered the car, Avken the Rutland man stepped up and asked him who the gentleman was he was just conversing with. “That man,” said Conductor Holcomb, “don’t you knoAv him ? Why, that is Wilkins, editor of the Whitehall limes.” "Sold, by thunder /” said the Rutland man, putting his fingers into kis pocket and taking out something, said: “Mr. Conductor, will you please gwe him this card and accompanying five dollars, and tell him to send me his pa per and long rs the irtonef IspftF.* CRAWFORD, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, JANUARY 15, 1875 JEENS POTIPHER.I Kris mu* —Partiz —Yung Fokes —A Disgustin Site—Kisin—Widders —How tlia Kis —Je - rewsalum! —Tin-kans and Dorgs’ Tales — Korrespondents—Kounty Nuse, Etc. Woodvil, Janierary 9,18 and 74. Editur ov the Eko: Deer Sur —Sence I rote my u’ther lettur to yew, we hev and par3d thru anuther Krismus, and konsekently things hev bin turned up side down and mitely konfewsed ginerly. The boys and gals hev bin a hevin thair parfys, an a stcal in partners, an a huggin an a kissin when they cud git a sli chance behind a door or star-steps. This wuz pertiklerly the ka*e with sum ole sweteharts who haint seen wun anuther fur sum time. Mister Editur, ain’t these yungsters mity sicknin az a ginral rule. I hev watched ’em a suckin tungs an a slohberin on wun anuther, an leanin up to each uther like a sick cat, untwel I hev hed tew go out and fling up evry durned thing that wuz inside uv me. But, sur, efyew want tew enjoy sumthin raal good in that line, yew jest git hold uv a jolly, rosy, bucksum widder uv hut 25 or 30. Did yew ever kiss wun uv them galorious creeters ? Ef yew haint, doant luze no time in huntin up wun. Ov koarse yew will hev to keep dark tew yore wife. These widders no adzactly how tew put in the sweetnin. The yung gals doant no nuthin, kaze they haint larnt byeggs peerence. But the uther wuns hev graj iwated in thet skedule, and no it frum alfer tew omeger. Thay onderstan ad zakly whar tew put in aul the trimmins an the varyashuns. Mister Editur, I hev hed sum eggsperence with cm. When I wuz a coartin an a flyin aroun the wimmin, I kum akross won ov the hansumest widders yew ever hearn ov, an I kind o’ spoonied up tew her an made luv ; an wun day we wuz a ridin long the rode, an I slily stole my aroun her Avaist an axed her fur a kiss. She gin it tew me, and, my grashus ! Jew whilikins! Jeruzilam! I’ll be gaul darned ef enny shoogar mill in Kuby ever manifakted enny thing that kail kum in hearin ov it. It giv me a peku lier sensashun up an downmybak bone, sorter like a thousan lizerds Avar a play in hide an seek. I licked my mustash fur a munth arterward. I’ll never fur git that trip tew my dyin day. But ez I sed befo, Krismus is over, an sum uv us heve drunk our sheer ov pop skul split-hed, fester-gut “and uther va rietys ov the kritter kommonly kep on ban by our frenfßilly, at this place, who iz always reddy tew akommerdate his r Trens and the public ginerly for the munny. Fur sum days I kud heer nuth in but hoopin an kollerin and fizzin an poppin of knickers, an the ratlin ov tin boxez an the houlin ov dorgs. But now all iz kwiet, an thare ain’t a duzen dorgs lef in miles ov this stashun. All ar gorn, an ivith cm let the las oister kan an ole bucket that kud be raked up. Ail ov the kanine speshys I kin see about heer now iz a dozen or so fouces that belong to our fren Jo at the depo. Frum what I’ve hearn I think he hez a pekulier fancy fur this brede of dorgs, an hez sum fine specermens ov em. He sez tha ar so kwiet, and doant make no noys Avhen uther dorgs cum aroun. When the Krismus avuz gorn, Mister Editur, thar warn’t a darned scent ov munny lef. The white lokes and the uther niggers hed spint it all, and every boddy yew mete iz a wonderin ivhat in the dickens thay ar a gwine tew do fur mete and bred this veer. Every boddy iz ded broak an kredit is plaid out, an every body’s onder jaw iz a hangin bout a yerd tew low, an thair faces konsikent ly look awful long, and thair pocket books look Kke a durned ole forty-tun elifant hed trod on ’em and mashed em as flat as pankakes. But we hev lanched our barks out outo the oneertin sea ov anuther yeer; an rite heer low me to wish yew an.yore derned little bornit’s-nest (az a sertin preecher I no ov stiles the Eko) a happy an a presperus kareer fur the nex twelv munths. But ive hev begun this Neiv \ eer with the darkes, glumies prospecks ahed I ever seed: Every boddy iz depe in det, an thair meens fur payin iz kom pletely egsausted, an nothin tew go pon or even tew start ivith, or eA'en tew en kurridge them teA\ T make an’effert, an el sumthin ain’t dun teAV chainge this stait ov things, I’ll jest be gaul darned en dug up agiu ef thar ain’t gwine teAV be sum perishin dun in this kuntry. But “ W hat iz the vouse ov repinin ? Fur whar thar’s a will thar’s a way— To-morrer the sun may be shiniu, Altho it iz clowdv tew day.” Thet potry iz borried, Mister Editur. laint riginil with me, but it egspie?ses my sen term ents tetotally ; fur I nate tew se enny boddy giv way an suckumb tew misfortins an bad luk, an mope thair | selvs clean outen the world bout enny I thiqg, speaherly when it kums frum thair own fawlt, an when tha hev got it in thair power tetv remedy the trubble. Then let everboddy go tew werk with a Avill, an stik cloase tew hiz oan biznia, an quit spendin munny foolishly, spesh erly afore he makes it. But let’s chainge the subjek, as I doan’t like to brude over sich things az theze onless I kud make em better. So I Avill rite bout sumthin else, evun ef it iz nonsince, fur Mr. Pope, or sum other potry chap, Avunee sed that “ A little nonsince now an then Iz relished by the wizest men.” T doant pertend tew say that yew an me Berlong teAV that klass ov men the poit spekes ov, fur Av r e hev a purty strong ap pertight fur nonsinse most aul the tim. But mebbe sum ov them darnel lether heds what’s a Avritin in yoar paper bout the Koart House, Bill Jones, an “ finan shal shorts,” an that poor devil thet stays “out o’ doors” so mutch thinks thay ar. Ef they deAV doant diserbewse thair minds }> Mister Editur, fur'it’s a poAvful sorce of good feelin I hev, no dout. But I’ll bet thet “ out o’ dores” feller iz sum ole Avider Aver, an haz koarted evry wid der an “ ole gal” in the kounty, an fines he gits ruthermore ov the “Kross” than he duz ov the “ Krown.” I doant blame him, tho, fur tlieze kold nites make a feller ov hiz age an siterwashun feel mi ty loanly an ankshus Kant sum kine harted widder take him in outen the Avet this bad whether ? Speekin ov “Bill Jones,” jest now. While I think ov it, I warnt tew ax yew bout him. Who iz he? I hev got a per tikler fren by thet name, an he iz as mad az a ole sore-bak hors Avith a chesnut bnrrer onderjhis tale, becase thet Avriter sined hiz name tew hiz artikle. I tole him not teAV mine it, doant dew nuthin but cuss about it. He tole me teAV tell yeAv thet rote it. He thinks sum ov them Bcrmy chaps dun it. It’s bin moren I cood do tu paserfy Bill bout thet thing. YeAV tell him tew sine sum uther name tu hiz lelturs thet aint so commin. I wud sergest, ef he Avud alloAV me, thet he sine hizself John Smith, az thar iz more noverlty in thet name, an as thar iz such a small famerly ov Smiths in yore county. But lemme tel yew bout sum things what’s a goin on in this sccshun. Thet yung clurk I tole you bout hez chainged hiz mine bout thet new bizness, aof haz sole out tew hiz feller clu rk bras watclNft, barlo nives, calicer shurt an aul, aa be think he haz develluped a peeculier tal int fur thet line uv bizness. But.thet preecher iz as mad az ole Nick, an swarz he iz a gwine tew persecute me an yew bout puhlishinthem.triks.uv hiz durned ole hoss, what dizgraced hizsef so bad sum time ago, an purty ni ruined tew innercent wictims. He hez bin a tryin tew sel the cussid ole elefant bout heer ever sence he actid_so bad, but nobody woant liav him fre gratis fur nuthin. Speekin ov persecutin, Mister Editur, makes me think ova lawsute what iz on han fur the Aperl turns ov the Koart in yore county fur a libill. I imagern thar will be a livly an interestin time ov it, an sum oncommin developments will taik place, fur that ole Judge hez got a kind o’ fizic thet will make a feller cum thar whether he warnts tew or not, an will make him pewke out what he nose arter he gits thar. But I will cloase this scribble. Pleze exkuse bad ritin and spellin, becase I never had much schulin. I may rite 'agin sum time or uther. I remain, Yourn alwaze, Jeems Potipher. Tale of a Sack. —The Loudon Graphic says : “Monte Christo’s escape from the sack in which he was flung into the sea from the Chateau d’lf has been imitated by an ingenious Persian. Hav ing incurred the displeasure of a high functionary at Shiraz, Mohammed Mirza was condemned to be fastened up in a sack with a viper, a cock and a cat, and after an hour’s time, when this happy family had improved their acquaintance, the sack and its contents were to be thrown into the river. Fortunately for Mohammed Mirza,his executioners forgot to search his pocket, which contained a small knife. Directly the mouth of the sack was closed upon him anti his companions be cut in half the viper,which was already encircling his leg; the cock and the cat were next dispatched, and the Persian occupied the remainder ol his hour by simulating a violent fight of the three animals, and giving forth the most excruciating cries of agony. In due time sack and all were consigned to the water, and then Mohammed Mirza. speedily freeing himself from the prison, gained the other side of the river, and came post-haste to Europe, for the future a voluntary exile from his fatherland.’’ Two horns will last an ox a life time, but many a man requires that many to * give him an appetite for breakfast. Why is a dog like a,tree?—Be cause both lose their bark when dead. When is a fowl’s neck like a bell —When it is wrung for dinner. —“-Lawyer’s maxim—Where there’s a will there’s a Avay —to break it. ■ Why is the Republican party like the earth?— Because it has been flattened at the polls. A man we have heard of is so short that when he is ill he don’t know whether he has headache or corns. A Yankee wanted the Bridge of Sighs pointed out to him, and bet America had several bridges twice the size. A Galveston damsel has “sued a young fellow for breaking her nose, in attempting to kiss her against her will. • What is that Avhich lives in win ter, dies in summer, and ahvaps groAvs with its root upwards ?—An icicle. The world is sure to findjan hon est man but will find him out a great deal quicker if he advertises. They “relieved” a poor man and family in Neiv London, Conn., and he bought a dog with the money. W hat is that which a person likes to have and to get rid of as soon as pos sible?—A good appetite. WhatAvord is that'" of Avhich, if you take away the first letter, all will still remain ?—Fall. • “Y er riverence is like a mile-post, said a bold, grumbling Wicklow peasant, for ye always points to a road ye neA’er goes.” “ Max Adeler keeps a dog,” says an exchange, “to worry his mother-in-law.” And so ought every man Avhose wife keeps a mother to Avorry him. ——While Texas Avomen claim to ride on both sides of their horses, the New York Herald claims that all sensi- ride only on the outside. Slimkins, seeing a rustic driving into town yesterday sitting on top of a big load of corn, remarked that he was the most corn-seated fellow he ever saw. was out of business, andj didn’t knoAY what [else to do, he Avould start out as a traveling dentist. Now he goes to Ar kansas and sets up as Governor. An advocate of corporal punish ment for children said : The child when once started in a course of evil conduct is like a locomotive on'the Avrong track —it takes a switch to get it off. Drawing utensils—Pencil®,corkscrews, poultices, blisters, ballet-dancers, free lunches, etc. We have seen a yoke of oxen draAving a cart, and a Congressman who drew his back pay. actresses draAV, and several of them paint. ington, “has been married with a congeal ing heart, and one that beats desponding to her own, she will never Avant to en ter the married state again.” A r ho perpetrated this double-barreled, breach-loading, pun-conundrum : Why is an old man’s farm in Texas like the focus of a sun glass ? Because it’s a place Avhere the sons raise meat. Said a Missouri preacher: “There’s a poAA’erful sight of giggling back thar in the corner, and it’s got to be stepped or the Lord will delegate me to open the door and throw someone out I” It was stopped. * “A little pirl Avas once asking her .older sister about heaven. “Do they play in heaven ?” she inquired. “ No, they do not play there.” “ What do they do there?” “They sing and are good. “Are there no toys there?” “No, not any.” “No dolls, nor balls, nor Noah’s arks ?” “ Oh, no I” “Then,” said the little one, “ I shall take my doll and go to hell.’ ” The young man who sat in a chair containing his sweetheart’s sewing and who left so hastily last evening is request i and to return the stilletto and needle that he carried with him. He will doubtless understand. A Avriter, expatiating on the fer lilizing properties of guano gives a vera cious account of Kansas soil in the fol lowing ; “ A feAv hours after planting cu cumbers the dirt began to fly and vines came up like a streak, and although he started offatthetop of his speed, the vines overtook and covered him, and on takingout his knife to cut the darned thing, he found a large cucumber gone to seed in his pocket.” A lawyer, to avenge himself on an opponent, wrote “ rascal” in his hat. The owner of the hat took it up, looked rudefully into it,and turning to the judge, exclaimed, “1 claim the protection of this lonorable court, for the opposing counsel has written his name in my hat, and I aave strong suspicion that he intends to make off w.t.* iL” VOL I--NO. A CAMP. nt ai More About the Court House. -—re Editor Oglethorpe Echo e Sir—After stating fa(*ts and giving* my views in regard to the Court House,, some two weeks since, I hoped that I was done with the matter, and would let it take its course; but the outside pressure is so great that I think I am called on to say something more. I wish to con firm all that I said in my first, and also to correct “ Citizen” of Antioch. He 2 says that he is surprised at my anomaly. I claim the right to differ with him and , all the world beside, where I see the im- n propriety so plainly standing out as in the alteration yf our Court House at this time. He says that he “ heard said,” at the regular meeting of the Commission ers in November, there being only three of the Commissioners present, and my self one of that number, etc. I was there in November and December, and as I said before, that measure was never in troduced before our body, for the reason that the three Judges who signed the order knew that myself and one other of the Court were opposed to the measure, and therefore passed the order privately. I therefore consider the order null and void, as it was not passed upon at the proper time and place. The people of the county are in a per fect furore on the subject. I went to Lexington on Tuesday,and was accosted on every hand with, “ What does this mean ?” pointing to the kind of break neck scaffold which is under progress of erection in front of our (as w r as) Court House door. I replied that they knew as much as I did about the matter. Among the rest one worthy citizen re marked that he could see but one thing it was fit for, and that was to fix a ring up under the platform and a drop be low, • when it would serve for a scaffold to execute criminals upon. That idea gave expansion to my little narrow mind, and I was led to believe that it would not be a had idea to have a scaf fold erected to execute criminals upon in front of every Court House, State House, and Capital door of the United States, to deter evil-doors from their wicked ways, and especially public-offi cers who usurp authority and steal and squander the public treasures, and in scribe thereon —Beware public servants; if the law does not hang you, you will break your own necks climbing long steps, politically, or perhaps in auiue other way. Yours, respectfully, B. H. Barnett, The ten days within which Charlie Ross, father offered to pay $5,000 for his return have expired,and there is no news of the boy. The impression is naturally growing stronger that the child is no lon ger alive ; it is easy to believe that the captors have concluded the easiest way out of their enterprise was to kill him, and it is also possible,not to say proba ble—though scarcely any body t eems to think ot it—that the little fellow may have died a natural death. At any rate, whatever the detectives may say and think, popular fiuth in his ultimate re covery is steadily on the decline. The Village Paper. —“ The little village paper” is the best paper io \he world. No other contains the marriages and deaths, to say nothing of divorces and births; no other relates the accidents happening before the doors of the villa gers ; nothing gives the time of the next ball, picnic or political meeting; no other discusses the aflairs of the town and county, the arrival of new goods on the merchants 1 counters, or of anew hat on the editor’s desk. Without a paper the town that lias ever enjoyed a w ell man aged one, feels indeed lost. The well edited village paper is the most welcome visitor at the door of the villager and farmer, and is, in the same proportion, the best medium for advertising, A Colchester lady says she does not allow her daughter to use The Danbury News for curl papers, as it tills her head full of jokes. Her recovery is doubtful. Young America is very forward. I’ll put a head on you, said a little garmin u>* a companion. You try it, was the quicb, reply, “and your mother’s will be a cherub in ten minutes.” *ibe The Western girl who is said to h spelled eucre “you-cur” was evkf j thinking of the boy-wow-ers. jt up, • 1 " ng to th< John Reeve said to his boy w bf rotect i or] ing provtd a difficulty, “John, I pposing would not open any more oyster - n , ny j ul( razor ” int “He was killed by provider \ the Ohio verdict in the case of had been struck by lightning.