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THREE FATAL DUELS.
THE FATHERS AT THEIR SONS’
CORPSES.
How the deadly feud between the
Counisue Montbaisson and the Baron3
de Precy had originated, not even those
who were well acquainted with the his
tory of these two noble French houses
were able to tell. Since time immemo
rial they had inhabit' 1 neighboring cas
tles, and they were even distant rela
tives j but they had always displayed -be
most intense hostility toward each other.
In the politics of their country they
had always espoused different causes.
During the times of Richelieu the Mont
haissons had been on the side of the wily
terrible Cardinal, while the I’recys had
as eagerly taken the part of the nobility
hostile to him. At a later period the
former had been partisians of Regent
Philippe d’Orleans, while the Precys had
been foremost among the adherents of
the Opposition.
King Louis the Sixteenth had in
ferred the order of St. Louis upon Jannoy
de Montbaisson, for gallantry on the
field of battle, and the Precy., had in
stantly declared their dissatisfaction
with the conduct of the royal court, and
manifested democratic sentiments. One
of them, Veronin de Precy, the eldest of
the three sons of Baron de Percy, had
shortly afterward said at a ball of the
nobility at Tours, near which magnifi
cent old city the castles of the two hos
tile families were situated, that Mathil
da de Montbaisson, and a very charming
girl, wa3 a desolute woman,and that a
few weeks ago she had given birth to an
illegitimate child, whose father was a
peasant lad.
When this assertion, which appears to
have been a wanton calumny" reached
the ears of the Montbaissons, the eldest
son of Court Jannoy, Martin Louis, way
laid the hated slanderer on the public
promenade of Tours, and, when face to
face with him, ho spat upon his coat.
A great many persons, among them
some of the foremast citizens of Tours,
witnessed the scene. Veronin de Precy
staggered back, deadly pale, under the
degrading insult.
“ That is for the cur that has been ly
ing about my sister,’* hissed out Martin
Louis dc Montbaisson, with flashing
eyes.
“ Ry my patron saint, cowardly Mont
baisson 1” cried Precy, drawing his
sword, “ I will take your worthless life
for this outrage !” Montbaisson, though
somewhat younger than his antagonist,
was a much better man. He seemed to
have expected that Precy would draw
his sword on him. Quick as light
ning he drew from his bosum a small
whip. Seizing Precy’s collar, he struck
him repeatedly iu the face with the whip,
before Precy was able to use his sword.
Then he wrested the weapon from Precy’s
hand and broke it to pieces.
At this moment two policemen ap
peared, and put an end to the scene.
As they were holding the two infuria
ted adversaries, they hurled, all sorts of
invectives at one another.
“ Ah ! Monsieur de Precy, my whip
has marked you for life. The house of
Precy has forgotten how to make a
sword!” cried Montbaisson.
“ Ha !” replied Precy, foaming with
rage, “you shall pay for this, brother of
a wanton and uncle of a peasant’s brat!”
The officers took them before the Lieu
tenant of Police, but that dignitatory did
not venture to even censure the two
young noblemen. lie exacted from them
only the promise not to commit any fur
ther violenes on the territory of the city.
Then they returned to their homes.
At castle Precy the old Baron and his
sons concurred in Veronin’s determina
tion to send
A CHALLENGE TO MORTAL COMBAT
to Martin Louis de Montbaisson.
At the castle of the latter’s father there
was great rejoicing because of the pun
ishment Martin Louis had administered
to Precy. His mother and his sister em
braced him.
“ Martin Louis,” sobbed the fair Math
ilde, as she was hanging on his neck,
“ you have avenged me upon my cow
ardly slanderer —you, the noblest of my
brothers.”
“ The family was still assembled in
the large sitting-room at Castle Mont
baisson, when the Marquis de Cauchet,
a young nobleman living in the neigh
borhood, was ushed in. His face was
very grave as he bowed and said :
“I desire to have a private interview
with Martin Louis de Montbaisso%”
“ Do you wish to see me on your own
behalf, Mousieur Cauchet ?” demanded
Martin Louis.
** No, monsieur,” replied the Marquis;
“ I come to you as the bearer of a mes
sage from Veronin de Precy.”
“ Ah! ah I” exclaimed Martin Louis,
while the other members of the family
bent glances of intense suspehse upon
the visitor. “ Monsieur de Cauchet, you
can deliver your message here. I am
desirous that my family should hear it.”
The Marquis hesitated.
“ My message,” he said, at last, “ is
one hardly fit for the ears of tender
ladies.”
“We are ready for it,” said the old
haughtily.
‘MSpeak !” said the count and his eld
est son, with one accord.
“ Well, then,” replied the Marquis,
“ I come hear to challenge you, Martin
I-Onis, to fight a mortal duel with Vero-
BY T.“L GANTT.
nin de Precy, without any witnesses, and
the combat not to cease until one or the
other is dead. Do you accept the chal
lenge?”
“ I do.” exclaimed Martin Louis, un
hesitat:':g:y.
“ When will you meet Monsieur de
Precy ?” demanded the marquis.
“ To-morrow at daybreak.”
“ And where? Will the grove of wal
nut trees on the highway to Tours, which
is well known to you, be convenient?”
Perfectly so.”
“ What arms do you choose ?”
Martin Louis reflected a moment.
Then he said, disdainfully :
“ I should like best to meet your friend
with the same weapon with which I pun
ished him with this morning. But let it
be swords.”
The Marquis de Cauchet bowed sifily
and withdrew.
Strangely enough the dangerous chal
lenge made no apparent impression upon
the assembled Montbaisson family.
They all of them were animated by too
bitter a hatred of the Precys not to al
most welcome an event by which they
might gratify it in a bloody manner.
“ My sons,” said the old Count at last,
gravely, “ let us take, in the presence of
your mother and sister, a solemn oath to
avenge your brother’s death in ease he
should fall in his combat with our com
mon, vile enemy.”
The two younger sons, Bernardin and
Charles, repeated the awful oath which
their father uttered. The remainder of
the day they passed as if they were not
on the eve of a terrible tragedy.
The 27th of July, 1779, dawned. No
more glorious morning could be imagin
ed ; but when the first rays of the sun
dispelled the lingering mists of night,
two human tigers rushed at each other
in the above-mentioned grove of walnut
trees. Both Martin Louis and Veronin,
like most of the young noblemen of that
period, were skilled swordsmen. The
first rounds were bloodless. Suddenly,
Veronin uttered aery. His left shoulder
had been pierced, and the blood began to
stream from bis wound. He turned very
pale, but with a desperate effort rushed
again upon his antagonist.
Martin Louis smiled disdainfully. He
easily warded off the stroke. But the
next effort of veronin was more success
ful. His blade pierced Martin Louis’
breast. A groan of pain escaped him
He staggered as if ready to sink down.
Veronin uttered a triumphant yell.
“ You will die! dog !” he cried, as he
gloated upon the livid countenance of
his wounded adversary.
“No! no ! you shall die!” roared Mar
tin Louis back.
He gathered all his strength, and at
tacked Veronin with a fury which the
other was unable to withstand. A mo
ment later Veronin’s. heart was pierced
by Martin Louis’ sword. With a yell of
pain he fell, and expired. But Martin
Louis, too, was mortally wounded. His
life-blood was fast ebbing away, and two
or three minutes afterward he was also a
corpse.
An hour later, Baron dc Precy found
his soon’s cold and stiff remains in the
walnut tree grove. For a moment even
the thought that with his first-born had
fallen the hatred first-born of Montbais
son was unable to assuage his grief. But,
when he turned and met
THE GLANCE OF DEADLY HATRED
winch the father of the slain Martin Lou
is de Montbaisson, who had likewise come
to look after his son, bent upon him he
said :
“ Ha, Montbaisson! The sons have
fought. It's now the turn of the fath
ers !”
“Be it so!” replied the Count, haugh
tily. “ I shall wait for you here to-mor
row morning at this hour, without a wit
ness, with my brace of pistols. It shall
be death for either or both of us!”
The challenge uras communicated to
the anxiously waiting families of the two
old men at the same time at which the
gory remains of the two slain young men
were taken home. So terrible was the
thirst for revenge at both castles, that
hardly a tear w r as shed for the dead.
The duel next morning resulted in a
similarly fatal manner. Baron de Precy’s
first shot severely wounded the Count de
Montbaisson. The latter, however, had
strength and firmness enough left to send
a bullet through the Baron’s heart.
There was gnashing of teeth at Castle
Precy when the Baron’s remains arrived
there, and they heard that Count Mont
baisson was likely to recover from his
-wound. Such, however did not prove to
be the case.. Three weeks later he died
in the greatest agony, causing on his
death-bed, his remaining two sons, Ber
nardin and Charles, to repeat the oath of
vengeance against the Precys.
Of the latter but two were left—Victor
and Lucrece. Victor and Bernardin also
fought a duel. They only inflicted pain
ful wounds upon each other.
By this time the Royal Government
had heard of the murderous sentiments
entertained by the two families toward
each other. King Louis the Sixteenth,
in order to prevent farther bloodshed,
had the two wounded youths conveyed to
the Bastile, where Precy died soon after
his anival, while Bernardin de Montbais
son remained a prisoner three years, and
he also expired.
Thus, in the year 1782, but one male
member of each family remained-Charles
de Montbaisson and Lucrece Precy.
They were at that time a little more
than boys, and as dissimilar in character
CRAWFORD, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, JANUARY 21, 1876
as possible.
Lucrece de Preev, then fifteen years
old, was a sombre and almost misanthro
pic person. Of slender build, he had
never manifested much liking for the
pursuits of the young scions of noble
houses. He disliked fighting and sport,
was passionately fond of books’, and,
above all things, an enthusiastic student
of astronomy. Ilis favorite resort was
an old toweion a wooded hill in the
neighborhood, which, in medieval.tamest
had been used as a look-out by the
knightly noblemen of Touraine. From
the top of the tower Lucrece de Precy
often made astronomical observations, m
which he spent there occasionally #hole
days.
xis time wore on, his predilection for
this lonely spot grew stronger and stron
ger. To show an appreciation of his at
tachment to it, he had a tall, flag-staff
erected on the top of the tower, over
which thenceforth floated the banner of
his noble house.
Young Charles de Montbaisson was a
widely different character. His tastes
were singularly gross. He was cruel to
animals, and had on one occasion beaten
a servant so severely that the latter had
died on consequence. The noble young
murderer had not even been arrested fbr
this shocking crime, so great were the
privileges of the aristocracy yet. It re
mained for the great revolution to avenge
the crimes it had committed so long,
with such recklessness and impunity.
Of the hatred of young M. de Precy,
Charles de Montbaisson, had made no
secret.
“ I shall kill the young rascal one day,”
he had repeatedly said.
People who heard him utter these
words believed that, when grown up, he
would challenge young Precy, but they
had no idea that he intended to put him
to death in a widely different manner.
One day, in 1786, Charles de Mont
baisson returned from a journey to Italy,
where he had been for over a year. On
the same evening he secretly repaired
to the tower, where he ascertained that
Lucrece de Precy was still watching the
silent stars. When near the tower,
Charles stood still. A glance at the top
window of the tower, which was lighted,
showed him that the last scion of the
house so hated by the Montbaissons was
there.
With a chuckle Charles said to him
self :
I have got him as a rat in a trap. This
time uo Montbaisson will fall in the com
bat, but Precy will die—and die liow!”
His savage expression, as he uttered
these words, showed he had conceived a
terrible scheme for the slaying of his un
suspecting adversary.
Lucrece de Precy was on that evening
in better spirits than usual. The uight
was clear and the stars unusually bright.
He had for hours been watching through
his telescope various constellations' par
ticularly interresting to him, when he
suddenly heard a noise in the tower.
It was close to the entrance. The tow
er contained an old stair-case, which led
to the platform on its top. Young Precy
listened a moment, and then he heard
the noise again.
“ Who is there ?” he shouted down.
“Is that you, Lucrece
asked a threatening voice below.
“Yes.”
“I am glad to know that you are
there —very glad, I assure you.”
“But who are you?”
“ I am your friend, Charles de Mont
baisson !”
Young Precy was silent for a few mo
ments. Then he said:
“Of course you are not my friend,
Monsieur de Montbaisson. But will
you tell me what you want in this tow
er ? you know it is my property, and I
have a notion to have you punished for
intruding here.”
“ Ha! ha 1 ha!” laughed Montbaisson.
“By the escutcheon of my ancestors,”
cried Precy, stung by the scornful
laughter of the enemy of his house,
“ I shall have you flagged by the game
keeper if you ever show your face here!”
“ Really! really!” replied Montbaisson,
mockingly. “ What a terrible boy you
are! But tell me what the stars, in
which you read so often, prepesied you
to-night?”
“ Get away from here, impudent fel
low!” cried Precy, now fairly beside
himself.
“ Ah, then, I will predict your &te tft
you,” replied Montbaisson, “and j-otji
will find that lam a splendid propTftt .
Precy, struck by the sinister tone of
his unwelcome visitor, listened in silence
to him.
“Now,” continued Charles de Mont
baisson, “ I predict to you, Lucrece de
Precy, that this very night you will he
slowly burnt to death in this tower.
Unless the smoke smothers you before
the flames begin to burn your flesh, you
will be slowly roasted. You might
throw /Ourself from the top of the tower,
but you would break every bone in your
body by the fall.”
“ What do you mean 1” cried Precy
now seriously alarmed.
“ I mean to build a fire undea this dry
old woodeu staircase,” shouted Mont
baisson back. “ I have all the dry wood
I need for it here, and ”
He was interupted by a piercing cry
for help which young Precy uttered.
“Oh, you need uot hope fot any assis
tance from without! No one can hear
you, even though you shout at the top of
your voice.”
“ Oh, you cannot intend to murder me
in so cruel a maimer!” cried Precy, in an
imploring tone.
“ Don’t hook for mercy on my part,”
replied Montbaisson. “ I shall put you
to death exactly as I said. But listen to
me; I have something to say to you
first.”
Precy wringing, his bauds iu mute
despair, beat forward to catch every
word from his infamous adversary.
‘xYou see, de Prbcy,” pro
ceeded the latter, “ what I am going to
do is perfectly safe for me. When they
fi#d your charred remains here to-mor
row, they will think that you yourself
incautiously set the wooden staircase on
fire. Nowl will tell yap what I shall
do when you are dead, my lawyer has
told me that lam your next of kin. So,
by your death, the Precy estate will
become mine, and, in order to kill all
sympathy for you, I shall circulate the
report that you are not your father’s son
at all, but a bastard born by your moth
er to a valet of y >ur father’s. I have
had a document drawn up to that effect.
The world will point its fingers at your
mother, and your memory will be cursed.
Ah, Monsieur de Precy, your brother
Veronin one day called my sister Mathil
de a voluptuous creature; now I shall
make everbody believe that your own
mother is a wanton.
At first Lucrece was perfectly dazed
as these cruel words fell upon his ear;
but suddenly an idea struck him. He
looked up to the flagstaff that was dimly
rising into the air. Tire top. of that flag
staff was .supported by. three strong wires
fastened’W ! b!&# <fc wbbd in'the grbun&
below.
Knowing full well that Montbaisson
was in dead earnest, he conceived the
perilous plan to climb p the flagstaff to
the top, and then, lower himself on one of
the wires supporting it to the ground.
But would the flagstaff bear his
weight?
Would the wire hold him, if he should
reach the top of the flagstaff?
Would not Montbaisson hear him, and
merciless slaughter him ?
Still, it was the only chance of escape
remaining to him, and he had to risk it.
He succeeded. But, in years long
afterward, he would tremble and turn
pale-when thinking of that perilous de
scent
When lie was out of reach of the mur
derous young scoundrel, Precy shouted
for help; and, an hour later, Montbais
son, who had actually set the staircase
in the tower on fire, was arrested and
taken to the Tours Jail.
The King banished him from the
country* but he returned in 1792, and
professed ultrademocracy principles.
This, however, did not save him from
suspicion, and in 1794 he was guillo
tined in Paris.
McDSAEMON’S GHOST.
An apparation, an illusion, a ghost, or
something else, had been seen by Thom
as McDearmon, on the Jefferson road,
about three miles from this city. It was
a creature of the night—existed only be
tween the hours of 12 and 2, and behaved
in a most mysterious manner. It was
still, never moved, and always, when
seen, stood on the summit of a mound,
gazing with beseeching eyes toward the
heavens, as if imploring mercy from the
unknown Power. The apparation was
about six feet in height,' and resembled
a man that was murdered in that local
ity many years ago. Others besides
McDearman had seen the ghostly vis
itant, and the country around became
excited over its presence.
The mound on which it was seen is
situated between two grave-yards and in
a hollow, surrounded by dense woeds.
Tbe locality has a bloody history, and
superstitious people were horrified by the
wild stories set afloat concerning the
ghost. Captain Baird, Captain McPher
son, and other highly respected citizens,
stated that the ghost had been seen at
that point at different times during the
past twenty years. McDearmon had be
come solemnly excited over whatjhe had
seen, and crowds of men gathered on
the streets of our city, listening to the
oft-repeated descriptisn of the supernat
ural visitor and the crimes reported to
have been committed in that wild spot.
The death of William Pierce, a Un
ion man, was recalled, and ready lips re
counted show he was shffirto pieces and
buried there. A colored man had been
foully murdered* close by, and other
bloody deeds were told of, while the lis
teners stood by and drank in the horrors
with blanched lips and bated breath.
The excitement became almost universal.
Merchants, clergymen, lawyers—all clas
ses of people —interviewed the City Mar
shal concerning the matter. Farmers
came to tbe city during tbe day and cor
roborated the statements already made,
and hastened home before the hour of
midnight came.
Ou Wednesday afternoon McDearmon
told his experience over to at least twen
ty people. Said he: “I was coming
home very late at night, and as I neared
the haunted spot my hair raised on end
as I saw the ghost. I drew my revolver
and resolved to find out what it was—
humane or what! Riding to within four
feet of it, I bade it step out of the way,
or I would ride it down. To my horror
it never moved, never changed its posi
tion, hut, like a statue, kept looking to
ward the sky. A terroj seized me,
and if my life had been threatened I
could not have raised an arm to defend
myself. I was horror-stricken, and,
why I could not tell. My horse moved
away, and, without looking back, I dash
ed off for home.”
It was suggested that a number of
people go out and witness the apparition.
Within an hour fifty were ready and on
Thursday night McDearmon led the
crowd from the city towards the haunted
ground. About the hour of 12 the par
ty was on its way, and in half an hour
McDearmon halted the carraigc and
commanded all to alight. They were
just entering the hollow whose history
is so full of crime aud blood. The moon
shone brightly, and ou foot, the sight
seers, numbering fifty-seven, passed
with McDearmon at their head. The
afair was getting serious, and when
“Me” pointed out the spot and bade
them look, not a voice was heard.
George Homau brought up the rear.
Sure enough there was the ghost, its
face raised to the skies, and its form
boldly outlined. The party moved si
lently forward, the foremost bravely
marching right up to the foot of the
mound. Suddenly a yell resounded
through the dismal "woods, and the
spook was seized and torn to peices by
the excited spectators. It was a straw
man, with a false face, and had been
placed thereby McDearmon’s direction.
And then the crowd started home.
Each had a word to say about the sell,
but only one in the party would own up.
And then, in the morning, the old citi
zens gathered around to hear about the
ghost; but they still insist that the place
is haunted, and that the spirit of the
mudered negro still waltzes about his
dismal grave.
How to Keep a Wife’s Love.
Many men, I believe, would retain the
warm affection and romantic lovecf the
women they marry much longer, if they
would express the tenderness they really
feel oftener.
Women love to hear things talked
about. They like to hear a husband say
that he loves her, over and over again.
They like to have him tell them v in plain
terms, that he misse3 them when they
are absent. They like compliments that
come from the heart, however free they
may be from vanity. And a little praise
jof dress, or face, or manner, is a mighty
comfort to one who has given herself to
one maii for her life-time.
It is said that women have more imag
ination than men, but in matters of love
I scarcely think that it is so. Man will
believe in wonan’s love with far less vis
ible tokens than is necessary to prove
his tenderness to her. She wants more
speeches and long letters than he does.
The moment of promise and vow must
be sublemented by many fond words scat
tered all through her life, else grieving
doubts creep into her soul. A term of
endeftrment, a pet name, some little to
ken that she is to him wliat no other
woman is, will make her feel matrimony
a happier estato than the merriest time
of girlhood. And if in public be shows
other women that he esteems her and
values her society, jealously can never
poison her life or his also.
There is a great deal of talk about
women “ loving forever,” however the
man they love may turn out. It is true
in one sense; be may be a rascal to oth
er folks and not alienate her tenderness;
but once convince any high spririted
woman that her husband is false to her
that he loves her no longer, has a roman
tic friendship—the worst of all flirtations
—with another woman and in place of
love comes an emotion too ‘ cold to be
called hate, and then puts a stronger be
tween them than anger can raise. Si
lence is apt to foster the doubts that bring
this feeling with it. Often, just saying.
“ You are better, sweeter, dearer than
any ene else,” would save her. But man
after his boyhood, rather shrinks from
wordy love-making. He thinks that his
wife should take his affection for gran
ted, even if he sits in the corner whisper
ing to Miss Flip with his back turned to
her all the evening, and lets her pnt on
her shall herself while he interests him
self with Miss Flip’s boa.
Little works, little deeds, a little
thoughtfulness, would ward off many
of those “ separations” which blight so
many lives. Truly, these come of
greater things, but little omissions often
lead t-o them. By his neglect he spoils
his temper, and the spoilt temper drives
him from her at last, turns her first fool
ish suspicions into realities. —New York
Ledger.
If a man marry a shrew is he not
shrewd? Not of necessity, and more
than a widow who marries anew is nude.
A negro woman in Columbus killed
her twin babies and buried them under
the hearth. Freedom is a great civili
zer.
The Peaks of Otter, near Lynchburg,
Ya., long supposed to be an extinct vol
cano, have recently given unmistakable
evidences of action.
In a recent exploration in New Guinea
a boaeonstrictor was shot, fifteen feet
three inches long, having a protuberance
in his body fourteen and half inches in
diameter, which, when cut open, proved
to be the body of a whole kangaroo, only
partially digested.
VOL II —NO. 15 .
The Parisian Vampire.
During the excitement of IS-18 there
was a greai deal of talk about a sort of
ireneli ‘'spring-heeled Jack,” who used
to leap the walls, dig out the bodies, cut
them up, and leave the pieces strewn
about the grass or hanging about the
trees. V. atcli was kept, mastiffs were let
loose, spring guns were set; but it was
not till after several months that Ser
geant Major Bertrand, who had gone
into the hospital with a nnrader of
strange wounds in the back, was proved
to be the ‘vampire. ’ according to bis
account it was a periodical madness
which forced him to leap the cemetery
walls, to tear out the bodies with his
unhelped hands, and to dismember
them, dogs sneaked off when he
walked up straight to them, which
does not say much for French dogs ; and
it does not say much for the “gaurdians”
that he had never come across a living
creature while he was at work. The
spring guns he had, tiil the last attempt,
managed to scent out and render harm
less. For days after his ghastly exploit
the poor creature used to be bowed to
tlie ground with bodily and mental ex
haustion. lie was imprisoned for a year
(the code does not, it seems, enforce a
severe penalty for rifling a tomb), and
they say he was quite eured, and became,
possibly, a model non-commissioned
officer'.— i4.ll the Year Round.
A Florida judge sent his wife to jail
for stealing, and when she got out she
had him impeached for dividing the
plunder with her.
■ -*+•
This being leap year, ladies will gov
ern themselves accordingly. To some
we would say “ look before you leap,”
also, lesp out of them “ tied-backs.”
A Missouri man tried to ride a mule
across a creek thirty feet deep. The
man was drowned, but the mule crossed
in safety, talking on the bottom and
breathing through his ears.
Dr. D. SOUTHWICK,
85 & 37 Whitehall St., Atlanta, Ga.,
QTILL CONTINUES TO CURE ALL
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OBSTACLES TO MARRIAGE,
BLOOD IMPURITIES,
OBSTRUCTIONS OF MENSES
from whatever cause, every ailment or sick
which resulis Irom abuse or imprudence,
witli unparalleled success. Having had large
experience in Ins Specialties, lie has perfected
remedies that are effectual in all these cases.
His patients are being treated my Mail and
Express every where.
Call or address with stamp, in confi
dence, as above. declO-lv
PRINTS.
TEST RECEIVED, A NICE LOT OF
f J New and Fashionable Prints—Plaids and
Diagonals. 'VVITCHER & JARRELL.
FRANKLIN HOUSE,
Opposite Deupree Hall,
ATHENS, GEORGIA.
J£ST' This popular House is again open to
the public. Board, $2 per day.
W. A. JESTER & CO.,
feb4-ly Proprietors.
Drugs, Dentistry.
Being permanently located at CRA WFORD,
GA., I aw now prepared to do all kinds of
DENTAL WORK
at short notice, in the best style and on mod
erate terms. My references are those who
have kindly favored me with their patronage.
Having also opened a
DRUG STORE!
I am prepared to supply Physicians with all
Standard Medicines!
and the public with all such articles in the
Drug Line usually needed in families, inclu
ding a full line of
Leading Medicines,
Patent Medicines,
PAINTS, OILS,
Lamps, Chimneys, Perfumery, Stationery,
Soaps, Toilet Articles, Cigars, TOBACCO,
Blue Stone, &c., <fce.
When you have given me a trial and failed
to do as well or better than elsewhere, I will
not complain if you withdraw your patron
age.
M. H. THOMAS, I. DJ
Druggist ansi Dentist.
For English Tooth, Hair, Nail and
Shaving Brushes, Cubin'*, Coudray’s, Lund*
borg’s,! Wenckj*, Rimmel’s, Duvale’s, Hin
man’s and Phalon’s Extracts, go to Loxgs &
Billup’s,
SCHOOL BOOKS.
My stock of school books, sta
tionery, Slates, Chalk, Crayons,
etc., is very full, and I will sell on as good
terms, to prompt-paying customers, as any
any one in the State. Orders solicited and
satisfaction guaranteed.
T. A. BCRKE,
Bookseller and Stationer, Athens, Ga.
PHYSICIANS!!
B. KEITH & CO’S
PURE
CONCENTRATED MEDICINES.
Put up in ounce vials. Write for Circular.
R. T. BRUMBY & CO., Athens.
WITCHER & JARRELL
0 Sell Goo s Cheap for Cash
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unless renewed.
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{Success.*-to QUIXX X- PEXDLETON ),
224 ISroml .Street. Angnsfn, (h*..,
BookseileiiStationer
NEWSPAPERS
PERIODICALS,
MUSIC, Etc.,
A specialty. Subscriptions taken for
NEWSPAPERS and
PERIODICAL^
at publishers’ prices. Having the uewes laud
host select**! st<K*k f
SCHOOL BOOKS/
Miscellaneous and Standard Books,
Blank Bi-oks and Stationery,
will sell as low, ii‘ not lower, than any house
in the oitv. Be sure you give me a call be
fore purchasing elsewhere. oc.tß-Jin
P. P. TOALE,
Manufacturer of
Doors, Sashes, Biinds
Flooringf, Etc.
Dealer iii
Builders’ Hardware,
Paints, Oils, Etc.
Sole Agent for
Tho National Mixed Paint Cos.
Tho Great American Fire Extinguisher Cos
Page Machine Belting Cos.
SEND FOR PRICES. * :
Office ani> W are rooms,
No. 20 & 22 Bayne & 33 & 35 Pinckney,
Factory and Yards,
Ashley River, West End Brood Street ,
sep24-ly CHARLESTON, S. C.
JOHNNIE MINES,
IT'asliioria'ble Tailor,
RAIRDSTOWN, GA.
Will be iii Lexington the first TUESDAY
in every mouth, prepared to do all work in
his line. Cutting an 4 Making, in the latest
style, done at short notice. Satisfaction in
sured, and prices very low. iuv7-tf
FALL MILLINERY.
MRS. T. A. ADAMS, Broad Street, A th
em, Ga., announces to the ladies of
Oglethorpe that she has just received a superb
stock ol Fall Millinery Goods, comprising the
latest styles in Bonnets, Hats, Ribbons, Laces,
etc. at reasonable prices. octs-3m*
The REMISGTOfi Sewing Machine!
The Latcst-The Host!
rnilE REMIX GTOX SEWIXG MA
-1 CHINE is the best Machine now before
the public. This statement is based upon the
testimony of experts who have exam
ined it thoroughly side by side
with other first-class Machines, and have
unanimously given it the preference. It has
taken PREMIUMS over all other Machines
exhibited at the Fairs in Athens, Griffin, the
Stute Fair at Moron, and the Alabama Fair
at Selma. At thex.e Fairs ALL the First-Class
Machines worked in the South were on exhi
bition and in competition.
These FA CVS should convince everybody
that the Remington IS THE REST MA
CIITXE.
Don’t buy until vou have seen this Machine.
L. SCIIEVENELL & CO.,
novl2-lm Gael Agents, Athens, Ga.
Fins Boots & Shoes
HENRY LUTIII,
YTRAWFORP, ga., IS NOW PREPARED
vA to make, at short notice, the FINEST
BOOTS and SHOES. I use only the best
material,, and warrant ray work to give entire
satisfaction, l*oth as to finish and wear.
REPAIRING AND COARSE WORK also
atteuted to. octß-ly
TFTF PT AT’I? to e et y° ur salt is
111 Ju 1 Hil VJJ at Witcher & Jarrell’s
W. A. TAU9DGE & CO.,
DEALERS IX
WACHES, CLOCKS AND JEWELRY,
SILVER AND PLATED WARE,
Musical Instrument*, Cutlery,
:CANES, CUNS AND PISTOLS.
'5 = Watches, Clocks, Jewelry, Guns and
Pistols REPAIRED in the best manner and
warranted. General ENGRAVING done
with dispatch. Sole a<rents for J. MOSES’
ELECTRO GALVANIC)
SPECTACLES.'
College Avenue, Opposite Post Office,
apr3o-tf ATHENS, GA.”
E. A. WILLIAMSON,
PRACTICAL
WATCH3IAKER
And Jeweller,
At Dr. King’s Drug Store Athens, Ga,
Who said advertising won’t pay?
Pianos anil Organs
T WILL SELL MASON & HAMLIN OR-
L GANS, and the bad makes of PIANOS, at
Savannah priees and save freight. Try me.
Catalogues sent on application,
T. A. BURKE,
"Bookseller and Stationer, Athens, Ga.
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