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BY T. L. GANTT. OGLETHORPE ECHO prmi.isrt'fcb EYEEY FRIDAY MORNING, BY T. L. GANTT, Editor and Proprietor. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION. Wher# paid stricfty in enhance ✓.-..ftli 00 Where payment delayed 6 months 2 50 Where payment delayed 12 months... 5 00 ( LI B RATES. Club of 5 or less than 10, per copy 1 75 Club of 10 or more, per copy 1 50 fiST No attention will be paid to subscrip tions from other counties unless accompanied by the money, with 20c. per annum additional to pay pontage, as the law requires that after •January next postage must he prepaid by the rpftblisher, except to subse-I’ ers in the county where the journal is published. Li which in stance no postage is charged. *'M'llK ABOVE TERMS WILL NOT BF. DEVIATED FROM IN ANY CASE. RATES OF ADVERTISING. "Per Square (1 inch) first insertion £1 00 Per Square each subsequent insertion.. 75 Liberal contracts made with regular adver tisers, an 1 for a longer period than 3 months. Local notices, 20c. per line first insertion, 15c. per line each subsequent insertion. GEORGIA RAILROAD SCHEDULE The following is the schedule on the Geor gia Railroad, with time of arrival at and de parture from evet-y station on the Athens •Branch : UP DAY PASSKNGEK TRAIN. Leave Augusta at 8:45 a. m. Arrive ntVnmt Point...'. ~ 12:27 p. in. Leave Union Point 12:52 p. m. Arrive at Atlanta 5:45 p. m. DOWN DAY PASSKNGKR TRAIN. Leavp Atlanta at 7:00 a. m. Arrive at Union Point 11:22 a. in. •Leave Union Point 11:2.2 a. m. Arrive at Augusta 3:20 p. m. UP NIOHT I’ASSKNUI'R TRAIN. Leave Augusta at 8:15 p. m. Arrive at Atlanta 6:25 a. m. Remains one minute at Union Point. ATHENS BRANCH TRAIN. DAt 'BRAIN. Time Stations. Arrive. Depart, bet. _ sta’s. A. M. Athens 8 45 25 'Wintersville 9 10 9 15 80 'Crawford 9 45 9 50 25 Autioeh : 10 15 10 18 15 Maxey’s 10 32 10 35 15 Woodville 10 50 10 55 20 Union Point 11 15 UP TRAIN. Union Point...P. M. 1 00 20 Woodville 1 20 1 25 15 Maxey’s 1 40 1 45 15 Antioch 2 00 2 05 25 Crawford 2 30 2 35 30 Wintersville 3 05 3 10 25 Athens | 335 NIGHT TRAIN— Down. Athens a. m. 10 00 25 Wintersville 10 25 10 30 30 Crawford .....a. 11 00 11 05 25 Antioch 11 30 11 32 15 Maxey’s 11 47 11 49 15 Woodville 12 04 12 10 25 Union Point 12 35 a. m. Up Night Train. Union Point 3 55 25 Woodville 4 20 4 24 15 Maxey’s 4 39 4 41 15 Antioch 4 56 4 58 25 ■Crawford 5 23 5 27 30 Wintersville 5 57 6 02 28 Athens 6 30 CALEVAR, A Tale of Cuban "Vengeance. The approaching marriage of Isa Cnn telvar, the wealthy belle of Havana, was no secret in the Cuban capital. Her Spanish lover, a lineal descendant ■of the fierce subduer of the Aztecs, old Herman Cortez, was crossing the ocean to claim his love, and great preparations for the event were going on at the Cantel var mansion, whose foundation was washed bv the waters of the gulf. Isa was very beautiful, and ,ier accom plishments'-were of the highest order. The only child of a man who was proud of his name and of her face; she had been petted but I will not say spoiled. Her jewels were-as remarkable as her beauty, and it was rumored that Sc nor Cantelvar had purchased some of ex- Queen Isabella’s gems for his daughter's nuptials. This rumor was pretty gen erally believed, and many fashionable people went to the mansion hoping to catch a glimpse*of the stones that- had once glittered on royalty. But the curiosi ty seekers were disappointed ; they saw no ex-Spanish gems. lii due time, a vessel landed the Castil ian lover on Cuban soil, and the great event —Isa’s marriage—neared its con summation. Among the many people who had wit nessed the lover’s debarkation, was a tall, dark featured man, about forty years of age. He was remarkably handsome ; his eyes were dark and lustrous, and his was shaded by the silken hairs of a mustache. He wore the undress uni form of a Captain in the Spanish navy, @l)c #§tdl)or|K Cdw, 1 which was not Reeded to give him a com manding Appearance. Jlis whole bear ing indicated a firmness of purpose, a stubbornness of will, that would listen to no arguments, and a daring that would shrink from no undertaking. He stood apart from all other people watching the debarkation of the Vulture’s passengers. The soft tropical twilight hung over the island capital; but he could see the faces of the passengers quite distinctly. Suddenly he started, and mechanically his right hand clenched vengefullv. There was a rising and falling of the mustache, as in the unseen lips had open ed and closed again and the qyes were assuming an anim.-.ieu brilliancy. The cause of tin’.- strange commotion was a man who had ju ft stepped upon the pier. 1 stood scarcely twenty feet from the Captain, and his face was plainly discern ible. A handsome man he was. There was the stamp of nobility on his face, and he bore a resemblance to certain portraits ol Cortez still extant. He was watching the debarkation of numerons trunks that bore the name of Don Cortez d’Alvaro. But by and by he turned away, and hailed the driver of a violante. “It is he!” muttered the Captain, speaking audibly for the first time. "He is the chosen lover of Senorita Isa. His trunks are full of jewels no doubt.” And then a dev i : rb laugh rippled over the unseen 1 p ! . He watched the violante until it van ished from sight, when he walked for ward and began to inspect the trunks. T hey numbered quite a score, and some were small but heavily bound. He walk ed among them carelessly as it were, but noticed everything, and all at once he burst forth with— “ Five trunks full of jewels! Why they would mate a Don out ol Calevar.” A moment later he walked away, close ly followed by a dwarfish man who had the peculiar gait of the sailor. Though the Captain walked fast, the sailor gain ed on him, and as lie was about to enter a hotel a hand touched his elbow. The tall man turned quickly, and peered down into the distorted face. ‘"And so you are here ?” lie said in me lodlous Spanish. “'Where have you been ?” “To the wharf.” The Captatn’s eyes glistened— '“He came—” “With five trunks of jewels for his bride.” “But she shall never wear them.” “No.” “Good! Come to my room. I want to show you something.” The two men passed into the narrow hall and ascended a stairway to a room. In the centre of this apartment stood a table on which lay an elegant sword ot genuine Teledo workmanship. On the sheath, elegantly worked, was the name “Calevar,” and the blade bore the in scription : “From the Queen to Cale var.” Above the single bed hung the gorgeous dress uniform of a Spanish na val commander, and a pair of splendid boots stood under the table. All this was revealed when the room was lighted up, and Celevar, threw him self into a chair beside the table, and dre\v a paper from an inner pocket. Unrolling it he disclosed to the eyes of the dwarf—who perched upon a stool and was bending over the table like a mon key—the complicated plan of a house. “Here is the Gulf,’said Calevar, touch ing a shaded place with his finger. You will wait forme here. You see I have designated the exact spot. You cannot miss ifi Long ago, some person—Cale- Var’s father perhaps —drove a huge sta ple into the wall. Ii is there. See it. You cannot mbs it. It is beneath that staple that you will await for my signal.” The dwarf looked up, and smiling hideously, nodded. “ Can’t yon fail, Seiior Captain ?” ‘‘Fail? No!” said Calevar. “I know the interior of the house. I can go di rectly to the treasure room, and, so sure as there’s a God in heaven, I’ll show you the girl’s jewels on my own deck. She wouldn’t marry Calevar. If she marries D’Alvaro, she will do so jewelless. Ah! this, Domargo, is Calevar’s revenge !” He laughed devilishly, and in that laugh the chattering of the dwarf joined. Then several bottles of wine were pro duced from a sideboard, and the twain drank long and deep. It was midnight when Domargo, the sailor dwarf, left the room. He stole out quietly, for Calevar was asleep. The wine had affected him. “ For twelve years Domargo has served Calevar,” said the dwarf, when he again found himself on the deserted streets. “He has sailed with him to other worlds biding his time. That time is very near at Laid. Calevar does not CRAWFORD, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, JANUARY 29, 1875. think that Domargo is the brother of the little girl he made his wife in Barcelona, and then murdered on shipboard.” The last words, full of hellish revenge, dropped in hisses from the repulsive lips of the dwarf, and at last he lost himself among the shipping in the harbor. And Calevar, the revengeful, the cove tous, the rejected lover of Isa Cantelvar, slumbered on, never dreaming that the dwarf who had served him so faithfully for twelve years, was delivering him over to a fate, from the contemplation of which the mind would shrink with hor ror. It was the night before Isa Cantelvar’s wedding. The hour was twelve, and Havana slept on the edge of the Gulf. Not a sound came from the old house so soon to resound with martirge music and with the groans of one doomed to a living death. The fai r Isa, no doubt, was sleeping away her last maiden hours, for the day soon to dawn was to see her a bride be fore it departed. The sky was covered with opaque clouds. Not a star was visible, for the rifts, if there were any, were as black as the clouds. r l herefore, the crouching figure that crossed the flower garden was not per ceived. It seemed a man, yet it had the motion of an animal. It paused before a low door in the eastern wing of the Cantelvar mansion and listened. The wash of the weaves against the walls was the only sound that came to the solitary being. Then it struck the door twice, and the portal opened noise lessly, and closed again. But the night prowler w T as not to be seen without; he was within the mansion. The person who had admitted him seemed to be a small man. The person admitted was tall and wore a mask that effectually concealed his fatures. “ You can find your w r av now?” asked the traitor. “Yes; give me the light.” The dark taper w r as placed in his hands. “You have the keys,” said the traitor. “May the Virgin speed you .; I will be at the work. We sail to-night.” “Yes, to-night. Be there !” A moment later the tall man moved off', leaving watching him and his light, ■■ More than corridor the mask ed one travelthe silence of death was about feet gave forth no sound, for they were encased in nothing but short Cuban hose, and there were no obstacles in his path. The ornamen ted butts of the pistols visible just above bis belt told that be w r as prepared for an emergency, and bis left hand clutched the hilt of a dagger whose blade was hid den in his sleeve-. At last be paused before a door much smaller than any he had encountered in the house, and its heavy locks told that it led to a room w'here valuable treasure lay. The mask listened a long time at the door before he tried to open it. He knew that he w'as underground, fur the stone floor on which he stood was quite damp, and the walls about him w r ere covered with icy sweat. The curiously shaped key that he drew from his pocket open ed the little door, and the night prowler found himself in a small room. Closing the door gently he soon pro duced a stronger light, and the glare that suddenly dazzled his eyes almost sent him to the floor. A table stood in the centre of the treasure room, and on that table were the treasure for which he had seemingly entered the Cantelvar mansion. There were necklaces of diamonds and tiaras of rubies; bracelets of pearls and pins of emeralds ; head-dresses of beaten gold, studded with precious stones, and rings whose value seemed incalculable. He stood before Isa Cantelvar’s wed ding gifts ! About him on the floor was the old Cuban’s wealth--coffers full of doubloons, safes well stored with precious stones. The five small trunks which Capt. Cate rer had noticed on the pier were there, hut they were empty. The jewels they had carried across the ocean glittered on the table. For many minutes the mask stared at the array ot wealth, and then, as if to test the reality of things, he approached and took up a costly necklace. “ She shall never wear this !” he said after a moment’s inspection, and then the costly bauble disappeared T>eneath his doublet. A tiara of beautiful rubies followed the necklace, and then rings, bracelets and other rich personal ornaments disap peared. He discarded many rich things with the discrimination of a lapidary, and when he was about to turn away, he laughed. “I can’t take any of your doubloons, Senor Cantelvar,” he said. “They are very pretty, very good, but your daugh ter’s wealth is more portable. I guess I carry about four hundred thousand doubloons’ worth of pebbles on my f per son. Ha! ha! Isa wouldn’t marry Calevar!” He put his hand on the door, when the slightest of noises startled him. ' “Calevar?” At the sound of his name he turned quickly, and faced six men with drawn pistols. Had they' sprung from the floor of the treasure room? There stood old Senor Cantelvar, and his lips w r ere still quivering with the name just spoken. Beside the Cuban stood the youth Who had lately landed from the Vulture. Thedask did not drop his taper and turn for flight. On the contrary, he said. “ Well!” and looked into the muzzles of the pistols without a tremor^ “We know you!” said Senor Cantel var. “And I know you !” was the rejoinder. “You came thither for the wedding gifts.” ‘And I have got them !” “Do you expect to keep them ?” “No—not now 1” “Advance and put them on the table.’' Calevar advanced without hesitation, and his hand crept to his bosom. But it did not draw a single diamond thence. It came forth empty, but the next in stant it was filled by the butt of a pis tol. He raised it quickly, and Senor Cantelvar went to the floor. The next moment there were sounds of struggling in the treasure room, and when they grew still Calevar, with the mask stripped from his handsome Spanish face, sat in a great iron arm-chair-. Strong ropes bound him to the seat, and iron bands fastened his feet to the floor. The table groaned beneath the most palatable of Cuban viands, and a rich candelabrum; suspended from the ceiling, revealed the sumptuous board. There were numerous bottles of Spanish and Islandvwinee on the table ; hut he could not touch one with his outstretched arm. Piled up on either side of him were chests of Spanish doubloons, and the doors of iron safes were open revealing the glittering wealth of more than one mine. He groaned when he compre hended his situation, and then he cursed till his tongue refused to blaspheme longer. “This is your fate Capt. Calevar,” said Senor Cantelvar’s well-known voice. “ You sought wealth and you have it. What you see is yours. You are wel come to take it away. You’ll find the wine the best. There are two bottles o your favorite Catalonia, and two of thir ty-five year Madeira. Pleasant dreams to you, Senor Captain 1” The silence that followed was awful. “If Domargo knew this!” cried Cale var. “Holy Virgin ! where is the dwarf?” A hellish laugh answered him. “Domargo is here !” said the dwarf’s voice. “He is Vinitics’ brother! Ha! ha !ha ! Good-bye Captain ! The Sea Cross will sail this time without you.” “Betrayed !” groaned the doomed man, and for the first time his bravery desert ed him. He fainted in the iron chair. The next day there was the sound of merry voices far above bi n. Angels seemed to be singing to him in hell. By and by the sounds ceased. Isa Cantelvar was a bride ! No sounds now but the wash of the gulf waves against the walls of the trea sure room. Days came and went. The bottles on the table grew moldy ; the oranges rotted ; the delicacies spoiled, the candelabrum’s light went out; but there was a grinning man in the iron chaif. The Sea Cross sailed away with out him. A year ago that terrible room was opened. A skeleton seated in an iron chair, told the story of Cuban vengeance. Experiments made within the past six months have developed the estound ing fact in natural magic, that four messages can be sent over a single wire as readily as two, and that through messa ges and local ones can be sent without interfering with one another over the same w r ire. While for instance, messa ges are being simultaneously exchanged between Boston and New York, two more can be sent on the same wire be tween Boston and Worcester; two be ! tw'een Worcester aud Springfield and i New Haven or New Yofk, making in all eight separate ami distinct messages crossing and recrossing on one w ire at the same moment of time. A good kick out of doors is better than a rich uncle. INTERESTING ITEMS. Hanibal Hamlin has been elected L nited States Senator from Maine. Nellie Grant Sartoras is now en route for home, to spend the winter. North Georgia is unusually promising. A New York woman, 83 years of age, attributes her long life to an absti nence from bathing. The man who invented the name “ Capet-bagger” was William Parr. He died the other day in Virginia. Ex-Governor Bullock has a little office in an obscure part of New York city, but it is ftot known what he does for a livelihood. There are eight metals—indium, vanadium, ruthenin, rhodium, platinum, uranium, osmium, and iridium—more valuable than gold. A Catholic girl of Louisville has united with the Jewish Church, and dis carded her Saviour. She is described as young, beautiful, and intelligent. A newspaper warmed, and placed inside the waistcoat, will keep out cold far better than a large quantity of cloth ing. Now is the time to subscribe. A young lady, last week, commit ted suicide by leaping from the bridge at Rochester, N. Y., and was carried over Genessee falls. Love—shame. Only 1,440 years, as the transit astronomers tell us, before we are to fall into the sun. As we don’t count on liv ing that long, we say, let her fall. It won’t be our funeral. A little darkey in Rome, Ga., stole a cake from his grandmother, and when she stripped him for a whipping he ran Away. He was found frozen to death next morning. living by serving as nude models’ for painters and sculptors. Many one virtuous young maidens and married ladies, driv en by want to that extremity’. A hermit died in Connecticut, a few weeks since, who for thirty years had lived in a hole which he dug in the side of a hill. There was a woman at the bottom of it—we don’t mean at the bottom of the hole, but of the man’s strange conduct. At Breakness, N. J., while five children were sleighing on a pond in front of their mother’s home, the ice broke through and all were drowned ere assistance arrived. The mother was watching them from a window when the distressing accident occurred. The whites and negroes of Edge field district, S. C., are at the dagger’s point, and a war of races there is immi nent. Incendiarism, qmbusliing and threats of extermination one freely indul ged in by the blacks. Armed squads of both races patrol the country night and day. The invention for making paper barrels was patented about six months ago, and there are two factories now in operation, turning out 2,500 barrels per day. Their strength is said to be great er by four times as wooden barrels, and of one-half the weight, costing twenty per cent. less. * The latest rat story comes from New York. A lady of that city, for four months, was an involuntary wet nurse for a rat. Both herself and husband, at night, frequently found the natiseous an imal at her breast, hut feared to disturb it, lest it sink its poisonous teeth into the nipple. It w ould gorge itself on the milk, and then escape to its hole. The lady, through horror and the drain upon her system, was reduced to a skeleton, and her child had to he nursed artificial ly. They frequently changed their resi dence to get rid of the creature, but it seemed to know by instinct where they had moved, and w’ould follow' them. It w'as finally shot, just after leaving the lady’s breast, one night, A ship has just landed in Boston which reports the discovery of a country off the coast of South America, where the trees, inhabitants, and tow’ns are pet rifled. It is reached through a subterra nean tunnel, through which it took the vessel several days to sail, the water of w'hich was very deep, but so transparent ly clear that the ship appeared to be sailing through the air. The men land ed aud attempted to explore the island (as it is supposed to be), but were seized with a strange drowsiness, when they immediately retraced their steps, and some are as yet suffering from a stiffness in their joints. It is supposed that pet rifaction had commenced on them when they re-embarked. They brought back with them the petrified arm of a beauti ful woman, covered with jewels, as also many other curiosities, which are now deposited in the Boston Museum. An expedition is now' being formed to visit this wonderful land. VOL I—NO. 17. THE LATEST AND BEST. When was the greatest freak of nature ?—When Mary bad a little lamb. Any’ young Miss would rather have her corsets tight than her “ feller.” The down-trodden people of New Orleans seem to have their Phil of Sher idan. ■ Don Piatt’s favorite song is— “ Meet me by Moonlight, a loan isWll I ask of thee.” Since the hard times struck Ne vada they’ have raised the price of kill ing Chinamen to $7. W hen the Ku-Klux hang a man what part of his wearing apparel do they become? —His susipeW^rs. that is afraid of a woman, than to breAk a woman that is afraid of a cow. is a skull kept oU the Counter, marked, “ Tis man was a drummer. Beware I” The papers have a paragraph on kissing a girl against her will, It is generally done against her cheek—isn’t it? A Dogsborough man lias invent ed a way to make his home happy, and intends to apply for a patent. It is done by keeping away from it. A citizen of Syracuse has thirteen children, all girls. What that father has spent for hairpins would have bought the Western Union telegraph wires. ever saw,” said John Henry. “She punched away at the ivory keys like mad, and the piano-forte nobly.” They never seem at a loss for amusement in Arkansas. In some of the towns there, now', when business is dull, they vary the monotomy by turning out with shot guns to hunt for “ Smith.” A couple of fellows who were pretty thoroughly soaked with bad whis key got into the gutter. After flounder ing for some time one of them said : “ Let’s go to another house—this d—d hotel leaks.” A Crawford man says that when his Wife gets up in the morning with a jerkj and, neglecting to do up her hair, goes silently about her work, she is ma terializing a domestic row which, before night, will shake the house to its foun dations. A venerable friend from the ru ral districts w’auts the Legislature td pass the following hills during the pres-' ent session: To require all chickens carved up before they are placed on the table. Desires “gravy” called “sop.” Wishes dog days changed to the winter, .so he can fish all the summer. A Syracuse girl declined to en gage herself to the object of her affec tions until his father had given her writ ten guarantee that his son w r as not only sound in “ wind and limb,” but of good morals, gentle, and warranted to behave both in “ single and double harness.” This girl did not intend to be seen in a divorce court. Girls should be w arned of the danger they incur iu marrying a railroad hrakeman, An enthusiastic member of that fraternity, on being awakened the other night by a dream of an impending crash by a train, found himself sitting up in bed, holding his wife by the ears, having nearly twisted her head off in his frantic efforts to “ down brakes.” To the correspondent who in* quires, “If there has been any sudden drop in dry goods this week,” a conimcf* cial writer says: “We have noticed but one. She said, when we picked her up, that people who ate grapes ought not to throw their skins on the side-walk. We presumei it was grape skins that were re* ferred to.” census taker. “ John Corcoran. “ Your age?” Twenty-one.” Wha* nativity ?” “ Well, that’s what bothers me. I’ll tell you, and maybe you cau make it out. My father was Irish, but now a natural ized American citizen ; my mother Eng* lish, and I was born on a Dutch frigate, under the French flag, in Turkish wa* ters. Now, how is it?” An old lady in Lockport recently achieved eminence by carrying a quart of popped corn to a donation party, and ating two dozen fried oysters, a pound of crackers, three sliees of fruitcake, half a mince pie, and some applies, sitter which she said she was threatened with ea spasm, and in the effort to prevent ic she sacrificed all the wine there was in the house. She attends donations regu larly, and does a good deal for the church in that way. And now comes a Boston girl wh > wants the new undergarment called “pri ma,” because it is the first to be put otk