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LEGAL NOTICES.
OGLETHORPE SHERIFF’S SALE.
"117 ILL be sold on the first TUESDAY in
V r December next, before the Court House
door, in the town of Lexington, Oglethorpe
county, within the legal hours of safe, a tract
or parcel of Land, containing two hundred
acres, more or less, in Oglethorpe county,
joining lands of W. I’. Moore, Thomas Amis
and others. Levied on as the property of
Robert Yerby, to satisfy a fi. fa. issued from
the Superior Court of said county, in favor of
Sell & Foster vs. Robert Yerby and M. M.
Landram. ’ [ss]
Also, at the same time and place, a tract of
Land containing one hundred and fifteen
acres, more or less, joining lands formerly be
longing to Elizabeth Smith, Laban Watkins
and Thomas Amis, in Oglethorpe county.
Levied on as the property of Thomas Wilkes,
to satisfy a fi. fa. issued from the Superior
Court of said county, on the foreclosure of a
mortgage issued in favor of Wni. Amis and
Thomas Amis, executors of Thomas Amis,
Br., deceased, vs. Samuel Wilkes. [ss]
Also, at the same time and place, a tract of
Land containing one hundred and thirty
acres, more or less, in said county, joining
lands of Henry Hull, Arnold and others, on
which J. Boothe resides. Levied on as
the property of J. A. Boothe, to satisfy three
fi. fas. issued from the Superior Court of Ogle
thorpe county—two in favor of J. T. M. Haire,
assignee, and one in faver of R. S. Martin <fc
Cos. vs. J. A. Boothe. [ss]
November Ist, 1870.
M. H. YOUNG, Dep’v Sheriff.
OGLETHORPE SHERIFF’S SALK*
WILL be sold before the Court House door,
in the town of Lexington, between the
legal hours of sale, on the first TUESDAY in
December next, a tract of Land in Oglethorpe
county, containing 1,000 acres, more or less,
adjoining lands of George W. Mattox and
others, it being the place whereon Mrs. E. C.
fltribbling now resides. Sold as the property
of C. C. Stribbling, deceased, under an inter
locutory decree of Oglethorpe Superior
Court, rendered at October term, 1876, in the
ease of E. C. Stribbling, executrix, vs.
Lumpkin & Olive and other creditors.
Bill to marshal, assets, etc., for the unpaid
balance of the purchase money of said
land, and for other purposes mentioned in
mid decree. JAMES T. JOHNSON,
November 2d, 1876. [ss] Sheriff.
OGLETHORPE SHERIFF’S SALE.
WILL be sold on the first TUESDAY in
December, 1876, between the legal
hours of sale, belore the Court House door, in
the town of Lexington, in said county, two
tracts of Land, lying in said county. One of
■aid tracts contains one hundred and ten
acres, more or less, and adjoins lands of Z. H.
Clark’s estate and others; the other tract of
land lying in said county, and contains two
hundred and twenty acres, more or less, and
eighty-four (84) acres of which is a dower on
which the widow' of Abel M. Barnett, deceas
ed, now resides, and at her death said dower
goes into the possession and ownership of the
{mrehaser of said land. Said laud adjoins the
ands of James Coil, D. H. Winn and others.
All of said lands levied on as the property of
Charles W. Broach, to satisfy a fi. fa. in favor
of Newton Noell vs. Charles W. Broach, issu
ed from Oglethorpe Superior Court. [slo]
November Ist, 1876.
Also will be sold, at the same time and
place, a tract of Laud containing two hundred
and twenty acres, more or less, in Oglethorpe
countv, adjoining lands of James Cunning
ham, jnne Thornton others, by virtue of a fi.
fa. issued from the Superior Court of said
county, in favor of R. W. Huff'vs. David Hol
loman. Levied on as the property of David
Holloman. [ss]
Also, at the same tune and place, w ill be
■old one tract of Land in Oglethorpe county,
containing six hundred and fifty acres, more
or less, adjoining lands of J. Poyner, A. Wil
kins and others. Levied on to satisfy a fi. fa.
from Oglethorpe Superior Court, in favor of
Georg* F. Platt vs. George W. Bolton, and
other fi. fas. iu my hands. Sold as the prop
erty of George W. Bolton, deceased. [sj>s]
Also, at the same time and place will be
■ old one tract of Laud iu Oglethorpe county,
containing six hundred and twenty acres,
more or less, adjoining J. H. Echols, M. L.
Rains and others. Sold to satisfy a fi. fa.
from Oglethorpe Superior Court, in favor of
John Michael and his wife, Alice Michael, vs.
Sherod McCarty, executor, and Cinthia Wise,
deceased. Sold as the property of Sherod
Wise, deceased. [ss]
Also, at the same time and place, wdll be
■old one House in the town of Lexington, ad
joining George H. Lester’s lot, now occupied
by Charles Grigsby as a shoe shop. Levied
on as the property of Sherod McCarty, to sat
isfy a fi. fa. issued from Oglethorpe Superior
Court, in favor ot William B. J. Johnson vs.
William J. Davenport, principal, and Sherod
McCarty, security. [ss]
Also, at the same time and place, will be
sold one tract of Laud in Oglethorpe county,
containing two hundred and forty-five acres,
more or less, adjoining lands of E. W. John
son, A. J. Howard and others. Levied on as
the propertv of Win. G. England, to satisfy a
fi. fa. issued from Oglethorpe Superior Court,
in favor of Win. T. Murray vs. William G.
England. ' [ss]
Also, at the same time and place, the inter
est in remainder after the expiration of the
life estate of Mrs. Susan A. Chandler, in a
tract of Land containing six hundred acres,
more or less, in Oglethorpe county, adjoining
lauds of James M. Smith, John V. Collier and
others. Levied on as the propertv of the es
tate of James O. Chandler, deceased, it being
the dower tract of laud now occupied by Mrs.
Susan A. Chandler, to satisfy a fi. fa. issued
from the Superior Court of said county, in
favor of George F. Platt vs. James M. Chan
dler and Susan A. Chandler, as administrators
of James O. Chandler, deceased, and other fi.
fas. in my hands against said defendants as
administrators as aforesaid. [ss]
Also, at the same time and place will be
■old, two bales of Cotton, about one hundred
pounds of Cotton in the field, about thirty
oushels of Corn, and about five hundred
pounds of Fodder. Levied on by the foreclo
sure of landlord's lein, in favor of George W.
Bolton vs. Henry C. Furcron and Sallie M.
Furcron. fss]
November 2d, 1876.
JAMES T. JOHNSON, Sheriff.
OGLETHORPE SHERIFF S SALE.
WILL be sold on the first TUESDAY in
Deeeml>er next, before the Court House
door, iu the town of Lexington, Oglethorpe
county, within the legal hours of sale, a tract
of Land containing one hundred and twenty
seven acres, more or less, in Oglethorpe coun
ty, adjoining lands of M. H. Young, Matthew
F, Jackson, and others. Levied on as the
property of the estate of Bur
nette Moore, deceased, by virtue of
a fi. fa. issued from the Superior Court of said
county, in favor of Wm. A Colelough vs. Ben
nette Moore, and one other fi. fit. in favor of
Langston, Crane & Hammock vs. Martha
Moore, administratrix of Beimette Moore, de
ceased.
Also, at the same time and place, a tract of
Land containing six hundred acres, more or
less, in Oglethorpe county, adjoining lands of
John Coho, James Young and others, known
os the Hermon tract, and dower of Lucy
Lumpkin, deceased. Levied on as the prop
erty of the estate of George Lumpkin, deceas
ed, to satisfy two fi. fas. issued from the Supe
rior Court of said county, one in favor of
Douglas C. Watson, executor of Wm. H. Bon
ner, deceased, for the use of Callender Lump
kin, executrix of Joseph H. Lumpkin, deeeas
ed, vs. George Lumpkin, executor of George
Lumpkin, deceased. The other fi. fa. iu fa
vor of F. J. Robinson, Ordinary, etc., for the
nse of Robert R. Mitchell, administrator of
Jesse Bell, deceased, vs. Middleton P. Davis,
administrator of Wm. J. Davis, deceased,
Srincipal, and George Lumpkin, executor of
eorge Lumpkin, deceased, security.
M. 11. YOUNG, Dep’v Sheriff.
October 25th, 1876.
CTI)c (Oglethorpe (Bcho.
BY T. L. GANTT.
DEVILTRIES.
—Men who never do wrong seldom do anv
thing.
—Distrust fair complexioned women with
wide mouths.
—When is a man thinner than a shingle?
When he is a-shaving.
—When is a candle like a tombstone ?
When it is put up for a late husband,
—Columbus was the first man to establish
an iron foundry in America. He cast an an
chor.
—“Sounds just as loud as anew quarter,”
chuckles a man, as he drops a nickel into the
contribution box.
—“ I think I will have autumn leaves on
my new hat,” says she. “ I’m glad of it, for
autumn leaves are falling.”
—An I risk judge said, when addressing a
prisoner, “ You are to be hanged, and I hope
it will prove a warning to you.”
—“ Is that your offspring, sir?” inquired
an Atlanta drummer of Hopkins, “ No,” re
plied Jap, “that’s my oldest boy.”
—“Do you love me still, John?” whispered
a timid wife to her husband. “Of course I
do—the stiller the better,” replied the brute.
—They have kissing fairs in lowa, and
charge ten cents a kiss. They' won’t let a
fellow bear on and roll his eyes much either.
—Talking one day of a well-known comic
lecturer Douglas Jerrold exclaimed: “ Egad,
sir! that fellow would vulgarize the day of
judgment.”
—“ Doctor, why have I lost my teeth ?”
inquired a talkative female of her physician.
“ You have worn them out with your tongue,”
was the answer.
—An Indiana statesman is indignant at the
Government for taking the tax off of pianos,
which we don’t use, and keeping it on whis
ky, which wc do.
—“ Killed by a visitation of Providence
through the medium of a horse,” was the cor
oner’s verdict iu the case of a Georgia man
who was kicked to death.
—A paper in Maine advises young men not
to marry a female who makes use of bad
grammar, as she is apt to pick up a dirty
stocking to wipe the dishes on.
—Rhode Island has a Democratic newspa
per. We suppose the fellow who rau the
other paper must have moved out, to let the
Democrat have room to work his press.
—An lowa judge has decided that a man
may legally kiss a pretty girl if he can swear
he thought it was his wife. That decision
should be denounced by all good men as an
open encouragement to perjury.
—Tbe laziest man is on a Western paper.
He spells photograph, “4tograph.” There
have been only three worse than he. One lived
out in Kansas, and dated his letters “llworth,”
another spelt Tennessee, “ lOac,” and the oth
er wrote Wyandotte, “ Y&.”
—Of course it’s only'a surmise; but when
you see a young doctor pay five cents for an
agricultural paper, and turn eagerly to the
first column to see what the promise is for the
year’s green apple crop, uncharitable people
will draw their own inferences.
—“ I say, boy, stop that ox.” “ I haven’t
got no stopper, sir.” “ Well, head him then.”
“ He’s already headed, sir.” “Confound your
impertinence—turn him.” “ He’s right side
out already, sir.” “ Speak to him, you rascal
you.” “ Good morning, Mr. Ox.”
—Lord Byron said that the most ungraceful
act which a woman could perform was the
eating ot an egg. Commenting on this, a calm
Western man observes that Byron had proba
bly never seen an American woman hanging
on by the teeth to a blazing hot corn-cob.
—Deacon Brown lately took occasion to re
prove old Joe for swearing. Joe listened
attentively to his words, and when he was
through, replied : “ Well, deacon, the fact is
I swear a great deal, and you pray a great
deal, but neither of us mean anything by it.”
—Some letters have been discovered in Phil
adelphia which indicate that Charley Ross is
still alive and may yet be found, if two or
three suspected parties now under arrest in
that city will tell what they know. Speaking
of Charley, reminds us that the Radical pa
pers have not as yet accused Tiklen of steal
ing him.
—Cooke, one of the Radical judges of South
( arolina, suggests that the dirty scoundrel
Chamberlain, who is lording over South Car
olina, is a lineal descendant of the unrepent
ant thief on the cross. We do not know
whether this is true or not, hut it is very cer
tain that he is the unrepentant thief who
ought to be on the cross.
—A lady wearing a wash-bowl hat, a pat
ent filter and striped stockings, while visiting
relatives in the country, took a walk one mor
ning. Two youthful rustics, who were play
ing in a field, saw her as she passed, and after
staring in astonishment for a moment, one of
them exclaimed : “Say, Bill, sneak home and
get yer shot-gun; that thing’s ’scaped from a
circus!”
—An enthusiastic Hayes and Wheeler man
in Boston has a son who is a Major in a Til
den and Hendricks battalion. The sou ap
plied to the father for the use of his horse at
a street parade a few nights ago, but the old
gentleman replied that his “ son might, by his
politics, disgrace him, but he should not dis
grace his horse.” Very good, indeed. Where
there is either a horse or an ass to disgrace, it
is always better to let the horse escape.
—On a floor in a Danbury house lies a little
pile of sewing. Five months .ago the head of
the house wanted a chair, and seeing but one
handy he dumped to the floor the sewing
which lay on it. His wife asked him to pick
it up. He said he wouldn’t do it. She told
him that as he threw it there it could remain
until he got ready to take it up; she would
never touch it. And there it remains, a me
morial to individual spirit and united folly.
—A young married man of an extremely
jealous disposition, recently visited one of the
most famous clairvoyants in New York. Be
ing far from home, he wanted to know what
his wife was doing. “ She is looking out of
the window, evidently expecting someone.”
“1 hat is strange,” said Benedict; “whom
can she expect ?” “ Someone enters the door,
and she caresses him fondly,” went on the
clairvoyant.” “It can’t be ; my wife is true
to me. ’ “ Now he lays his head on her lap,
apd looks tenderly in her eyes.” “It is false!
I’ll make you pay dearly for this !” yelled the
jaalous husband. “Now he wags*his tail,”
went on the medium. The green-eyed mon
ster subsided, and Mr. Younghusband cheer
fully paid over his five dollars.
—Some of our exchanges are publishing as
a curious item, a statement to the effect that a
horse in lowa pulled the plug out of the bung
hole of a barrel for the purpose of slaking Ins
thirst. _\\ e do not see anything very extraor
dinary in the occurrence. Now, if'the horse
had pulled the barrel out of the bunghole and
slaked his thirst with the plug; or, if the bar
rel had pulled the bunghoie "out of the plug,
and slaked its thirst with the horse; or, if the
plug had pulled the horse out of the’barrel
and slaked its thirst with the bunghole: or, if
the bunghole had pulled the thirst out of the
horse, and slaked the plug with the barrel;
or, if the barrel had pulled the horse out of
barrel and plugged its thirst with the slake,
it might be worth while to make some fuss
about it.
—The following anecdote of Thad Stevens
comes from a Baltimore paper: "He was
employed to defend two bank officers indicted
for conspiracy. When the trial opened Mr.
Stevens arose, and addressing the court said:
“ If it please your honor, presuming there are
different degrees of guilt attached to the pris
oners, my clients, I move they be tried sepa
rately.” The motion was granted, and so re
corded. Waiting some time for Mr. Stevens
to go on, the judge, at last becoming impa
tient, said impetuously : “ Proceed, Mr. Ste
vens, proceed.” St. veils rose deliberately and
said: “ Did your honor ever hear of one man
being tried for conspiracy ?” Then waving
his hand to his clients he said: “ You can go
home; you can go home.” And they did go
home. The jury were discharged, and the
court adjourned. And for this p'ece of legal
sttatesry Thad Stevens received >5,000.”
CRAWFORD, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 10, 1876.
ODE TO AUTUMN.
The grasshopper croaks in the leafy gloom,
And the bumble-bee bumbleth the livelonir
day ;
But where have they gone with the bran new
broom ?
And what has been done to the buz-saw’s
play ?
Oh list! for the cricket now, far and near,
Shrillfully singeth his roundelay;
And the negligent noodle his noisy cheer,
And where the doodlebug eats the hay !
Oh! the buz-saw so busily buzzes the stick,
And the bumbling bumble-bee bumbleth
his tune;
V hile the cricket, cricks crickingly down at
the creek,
And the noodle ealls noiselessly out: “It is
noon!”
The dog-fennel sighs: “She is here! she is
h re!”
And the smart-weed says dreamily, “ Give
us a rest!”
The hop-vine speaks tenderly, “ Give us a
beer!”
And the jimson-weed hollers, “Oh ! pull
down your vest!”
— ♦ m*
BE EARNEST.
Be earnest in thy calling,
Whatever it may be ;
Time’s sands are ever falling,
And will not wait for thee.
With zeal and vigor labor;
And thou wilt surely rise ;
Oh ! suffer not thy neighbor
To bear away the prize.
Be earnest in devotion,
Old age is drawing near;
A bubble in life’s ocean—
Thou soou wilt disappear.
—A body of land in Morgan county, Ky.,
was recently sold at five cents an acre.
—A San Francisco saloo keeper has sued a
man for $7,100 in papment for 55,800 cocktrils.
—After an absence of thirty-five years,
plague is reported to have again appeared in
Europe.
_ —Galveston, Texas, is now shipping wheat
direct to Liverpool at twenty-eight cents per
bushel.
—ln France a man is compelled by law to
support, not only his own relatives, but his
wife’s.
—From 1865 to 1872 the Radicals stole from
the people of the Southern States over three
hundred millions of dollars !
A Pathetic Tale of Flanders Moore.
It was late. The leaden scepter of the
sable goddess was stretched above the
slumbering world, and yet they stood at
the old front gate, and he wound a pro
tecting arm around her lithe form to
shield her from the falling dews. Her
exquisite head drooped upon his shoul
der, and the love light shone from her lus
trous eyes. It was now or never. He
would know his fate, be it bliss or misery.
He pointed to a star, not one of the ter
rible shooting stars that crowd the cem
eteries of Brooklyn with their uuburied
slain, oh no, not one of those destroying
angels, but one of those fixed, glittering
orbs that know their places and stay iu
them ; and spoke : “ Darling, by yon
bright orb I swear—” “ Oh, don’t say
that,” she murmured, and her voice was
like the sound of flutes upon the water,
“ Leander Smith said that, and he ran
away and married his uncle’s kitchen
girl the very next week.” “ Dear one,”
lie resumed, “ by the blue arching dome
that bends above, I—” “ Oh, no,” she
sighed, rubbing a prescription of Laird’s
bloom of youth upon his cassimere shoul
der, “don’t say that, please; Orestes
Johnson said that, and just think, pa
found out before the affair went very far
that he had two wives in Indiana.”
“ My own,” he once more tried, “by
every whispering breeze that touches
with its balmy kiss the sleeping flowers,
I—” “ Ob, please, please, don’t say
that,” she said, in pleading tones. “ Mr.
Trevelyan La Rouke said that, and, do
yoq know, it turned out that he was a
waiter in a Water street restaurant, and
he came up one evening dreadfully intox
icated, when we had company, and burst
into the parlor and shouted to pa to set
out “ large plate beefancabbage welldon
annogravy potatoesmashed one plate
liveranonious, cornbeefash coffeetwo and
blackberry both !” Oh, don’t say that ;
it sounds dreadful to me.” “ Day star
of my life,” he tried, “ bright gem of—”
“Oh, no, no, no,” she sighed wearily,
“ not that, Mr. Van Tresslewick said that
and the next week we saw him at the cir
cus in a suit of red and white stuff, sit
ting in the middle of a sawdust ring,tying
his legs in a bowknot around his neck
and crawling through a hoop not half
big enough for him. Oh, anything but
that !” “ Well, then,” he said, in des
pair, “ It’ll be nothing, for I’ll be dad
dinged if I’ve had time to learn any more.
I ain’t a walkin’ lover’s dictionary.”
“Sir-r-r!” said she, assuming an erect
posture. “ Madam,” he said, stiffly,
“ adieu.” She went into the house with
a face like the shield that was white on
one side and brown on the fother, and he
strode down the sidewalk with one shoul
der looking like a whitewasher’s adver
tisement, and a long curl of raven hue
hanging to the collar of his coat. They
never met again.
The Horse’s Age.
The colt is born with twelve grinders ;
when four front teeth have made their
appearance, the colt is twelve days old,
and when the next four come forth, it is
four weeks old. When the corner teeth
appear, the colt is eight months old;
when the latter have attained to the
height of the front teeth it is one year
old. The two year old colt has the ker
nel (the substance in the middle of the
tooth’s crown) ground out in the front
teeth. In the third year the middle
front teeth are being shifted, and when
three years old these are substituted by
the horse teeth. The next four teeth are
shifted in the fourth year, and the corner
teoth in the fifth. At six years, the ker
nel is worn out of the low'er middle teeth,
and the bridle teeth have attained to
their full growth. At seven years a
hook has been formed in the corner teeth
of the upper jaw, the kernel of the teeth
next at the middle is worn out, and the
bridle teeth begin to wear off. At eight
years, the kernel is worn out of the low'er
front teeth and begin to decrease in the
middle upper front. In tbe ninth year,
the kernel has wholly disappeared from
the upper middle front teeth ; the book
on the corner has increased iu size, and
the bridle teeth lose their points. In the
tenth year, the kernel is worn out of the
teeth next to the middle front of the up
per jaw, and in the eleventh year, the
kernel has entirely vanished from the
corner teeth of the same jaw. At twelve
years old, the crown of all the front teeth
in the lower jaw has become triangular,
and the bH<lie teeth arq much worn
down ,
THE SECOND WIFE.
White and silent, in the center of the
darksome room,lay the source of the dark
ness, the sobs, the black veils. “ She
looks peaceful, doesn’t she ?” murmured
an aunt to a sister who was dropping bit
ter tears. “At last! At last!” The
words sounded as if they were ground be
neath closed teeth.
Mr. Magogue stopped beside the coffin ;
he was taking a last look at the face that
had smiled at him through the bridal veil
fifteen years before.
“ See how moved he looks!” whispered
Mrs. Brown to her daughter. “Ah ! she
was a high-s Tung creature —not just the
one to make a man happy—yet how at
tentive and polite he was to her! There
is no better man in Roseville.”
“ It seemed as if he could not get away
from that coffin,” remarked Mrs. Prism
to Miss Prune. “Oh ! she was a high
tempered girl! But they seemed to get
on well, of late years. He always got
her everything she wanted. What a fine
looking man he is ?”
Just then occured a sudden movement.
“ It is that sister of Mrs. Magogue, Julia
Moore.” She came near fainting; her
aunt took her out; the mourning crowd
explained to each other.
Outside: “ Julia ! Julia ! don’t
take on so dear. Here, here—come in
here a minute.” Mrs. Moore drew her
niece into a conservatory, and dipping
her handkerchief into the tinkling foun
tain, she soothed Julia’s temples. She
ceased the spasmodic hand-clenching, but
still glared at her aunt out of hot, dry
bath-eyes. “ There, there, cry now, dear ;
it will do you good,” said her aunt, still
laving her face.
“ 1 can’t cry, aunt; but you did well to
bring me out; in another moment I
should have sprung at the hypocrite ; I
should have turned him round to those
maudlin women. I should have said:
“ There is her murderer! There is the
man who swindled her out ofher proper
ty, who broke her heart and wore out her
life ! To hear those women go ou about
her ‘ high temper.’ My poor darling!
‘Notfit to make him happy!’ Ah! I
wish I had the making of him happy for
a little while !”
Several maids and widows had a
thought of the handsome widower which
fitted into the identical words, but not
into the gritty accents used by his sister
in-law.
“ Don’t, Julia dear,” pleaded aunt
Moore ; “ I didn’t hear anybody say any
such ; and I hope Margaret was as happy
as most wives. At least she is resting
now, and perhaps the 4 ce of Heaven
has already washed away the scars of
earth. Do try to compose yourself, and
let us go hack.”
They went back, but we need not fol
low them into the dusky atmosphere,
heavy with tuberose and heliotrope, the
flowers of love and death.
A little over a year afterwards, Mr.
Burt Magogue might have been seen bid
ding a reverent good-night to a cherub
face, at the door of a charming country
house. Stepping back into his carriage,
he noticed a friend waiting for the horse
car. •
“ Come with me, Ross ?”
“ Thanks! you’re a good fellow, Ma
gouge.”
“ As the coachman drove back to the
city, Mr. Ross remarked, “ the opera-go
ing is costly business to a poor devil, if
the lady lives in the country, especially
if it rains ; but you are not a poor devil.”
Magogue laughed; “ I don’t care what
I spend in the campaign, so I come out
victor.”
“ Then you have begun a campaign in
earnest, have you ?”
“ You’re right.”
“ Dear me! Which one is the besieg
ed ? Miss Erminia ? She has fine dark,
grey-eyes like—like your wife.”
“ I know ; it is not Miss Erminia.”
“ Miss Helen ? She is an accomplish
ed, handsome girl.”
“ Too accomplished ; she has too many
opinions ofher own. I’ve had enough of
that.”
“ You want an echo.”
“Well, if you like to put it so, Ido
want an echo. I want a little, docile,
clinging sort of woman. lam going in
for Miss Effie.”
“ Miss Effie ! Why, she’s hardly out
of school.”
“ Hardly. I know what I want.”
She would scarcely be much of a com
panion.”
“ I don’t want a companion.”
“ But she is a dear little thing to pet—
sweet, timid eyed, quivering lips—you
can’t speak to her but the color rises in
her face. What flossy flaxen curls she
has. On the whole, why.don’t you get a
Skye terrier ?”
“ I know what I waut ,” repeated Ma
gogue, a dark smile on his fine features.
Presently anew engagement enlivened
the Roseville tea table.
“ So soon ?” said Miss Prune.
“ Soon ?” echoed her brother; “ why,
his wife has been dead a year; she
wouldn’t be any more dead if he waited
three.”
“ So childish !” said Miss Prism.
“ That’s just what he wants,” said Mr.
Prism, “ a sweet, little, clinging, docile
thing.”
“An echo?”
“ Yes, an echo. I guess he had enough
of independent opinion in his first wife,
if the truth were known.”
“ So handsome he is, so fascinating and
so rich,” said Mrs. Shrimps. “It is a
fine thing for Effie Keene, youngest of
the three.”
“ His first wife had a good deal of
money,” said Mrs. Shrimps. “ I’ve heard
say that he kept her pretty short, though.’
“Of her own money f” asked Miss
Prism.
“My dear, after she married him it
was her husband’s money. I think she
was inclined to be extravagant. A high
spirited, self-wilied thing she was as Mar
garet Moore. I don’t think they were
very congenial; and I am afraid this is
not going to be any better—a sweet, pret
ty, babyish thing—a youngest and prob
ably spoilt.”
Julia Moore saw her brother-in-law
one day. He was in a jeweller’s store,
gently fitting a gold ring upon an elfin
finger. All Julia knew of her sister’s
unhappiness she knew by a blind, certain
instiuct; the scene before her caused an
intolerable pang of reminiscence. Then
she glanced again at the slight little fig
ure, the sweet-eyed, cherub face, and the
tall, dark form impending over them.
Pity devoured her heart. “ Poor child!
poor child !”
An old nurse, who had reared all the
Keene children, watched the pair saun
ter up steps that night:
“Eh Ia fluty luuvleouie- uwmi he is -
| and how sweet to her ! But he’d better
i have take Miss Erminia or Miss Helen.
I Poor Mr. Magogue!”
Mr. Magogue and Miss Effle Keene
were to be married in spring. Sweet
Effle could scarcely make up her mind to
leave the country where she had been
reared, where all her friends lived, and
go to live in the city, which suited Mr.
Magogue’s business.
“We will go away on our tour, my
pet,” said Magogue, at one of their las r t
partings under the stars. “ When we
come back you can make up your mind.”
The smile that adorned his features after
his back was turned, was not one which
his bride-elect would have recognized.
Her predecessor knew it well.
On the tour she was all sweetness, gay
ety and grace. Coming back they stop
ped at her father’s. The next morning
Mr. Magogue addressed Ethe.
“ Dearest, you know I would like to
consult your wishes in this, as in every
thing, but my business requires that we
should live in the city.”
“ Hoes it truly, dear ?” rolling up her
sky blue eye, “ but how bad that is!
For you know' my health will not stand
the city.”
“ You know,” said his bride, sinking
upon a cushion, rolling her flossy head
upon his knee, “ how 1 would love to live
in the city, so as to suit you, but you see
I should die there. You don’t want me
to die, do you ? So, if you really can’t
live in the country, I shall have to stay
at papa’s, shall I not? But you’ll come
out and see me, won’t you ?” And she
rolled up the long lashed* eyes.
He was angry, baffled, bamboozled,
but he stooped and kissed her. He hir
ed a pretty house in the country As to
living at her father’s—not for him !
How could he be master in his own
house, there?
But he was not quite satisfied. He
had a vague sense that he was not having
his own way; he scarcely knew why.
To his first wife he had handed out her
own money discreetly; from her he had
required a strict account of every cent.
But this was such a childish creature!
He would teach her, though, in time;
there was no doubt of that.
Was that her in that jew'eler’s shop?
Impossible! But it was his Effle, and the
jeweler was just handing her a box. She
caught sight of her husband’s excited
eyes; she skipped toward him at the
door.
“ O, look here, dear !”
She held him the open box; on the
white satin sparkled a cross of alterna
ting sapphire and diamond.
“ Effle! I told you I could not afford
that.”
“ Oh, don’t look at me like that!” she
pleaded, shrinking, rolling up her lips.
” I know you said you could not afford it,
so I borrowed the mtmey from Cousin
Charles; he said he would as soon lend
it to me as not for the sapphires. I
must have them; they just match my
eyes; they belong to me; see!” With
such a smile.
But Magogue could have kicked him
self for smiling back at her as he did;
but what was he to do with such a
child?”
Thinking it over, he began to see that
he was being cajoled: he, Burt Magogue.
He must put a stop to this ; it was_ time
he came out in anew character, or men
would call him doting. “Cousin
Charles,” indeed! Where was he drift
ing?
A day or two afterwards Mr. Magogue
w’as riding home in an unpromising hu
mor. Some of that first wife’s money,
very wisely invested, he thought had just
sunk out of sight and reach. This an
noyed him. He was a man who needed
a good deal of money. None of your
goody-goody, two-cent fellow was he.
Then the long, dull, country ride bored
him. What a fool he had been to give
into her about living in the country.
“She must have a lesson,” he said, shak
ing his head, grasping his whip, and
touching up his gray horse. Another
turn brought him round into the broad,
elm-arched avenue that led to his door.
Arrived there, what does he see?
A groom with two horses: one beauti
ful, snow-white, bearing a lady’s new sad
dle.
Burt Magogue sprang up his steps;
he crossed the piazza at a stride, the
hall at another; he looked in at the an
te-room door. A lady was glancing at
the long mirror ; a petite lady, smiling
at the petite double in navy blue riding
habit with silver buttons, navy blue vel
vet hat with ostrich plume, a flame of
geranium at her throat, a silver mounted
riding whip in her little hand.
“ What the does all this mean,
Madame?” shouted the flower ofliose
ville chivalry.
She turned round, bowed and walked
up to him : “What did you say to me,
Sir?” she asked, graciously.
“ I asked you, what in you mean
by this ?”
She laughed a silvery laugh. “Oh, my!
Why it means that I am going out to
ride. I like riding. Cousin Charles
went with me yesterday to look at a
horse. He says it is a splendid fellow,
and you see how handsome he is. The
bill for him will come in to-morrow.
Don’t I look nice, dear?”
He clenched the whip still in his hand.
“ I’ll pay no bills for any horse; that
animal is going back where he came from
—with the groom. And you, madame—
walk up stairs, take off that gear and put
on something decent, and then come
down to me.”
She looked at him, lips apart, from
under the curled, navy blue rim of her
ridiug hat; then clapped her tiny hands
and burst into sweet peals of cherub
laughter.
“D—n it, madame, are you mad? Do
you think you can do like this ? You
didn’t know my first wife—she’s dead.”
He spoke in an ominous tone that lower
ed the color in Effie’s rounded cheek;
her lips curled back like those of a child
when first confronting some strange, un
pleasant animal.
Burt Magogue went on : “ She was a
spirited, high tempered thing, but I j
brought her down. Would you like to;
know how I brought her down?”
“ Yes—l should,” she answered, with
that curious, fearless glance,just touched
with something that might have been
dismay, had it not been more like scorn.
“ How did you do it?”
“ I conquered her—with the lash !”
Little Effle shuddered and looked
down. Her delicate face was working [
with horror, with pity for her predeces
sor, with terror for the gulf opened at her
feet, swarming with the misbegotten
wrongs that followed the meeting of ir
responsible power and weakness. Or was
it only terui lot- herself, hopelessly in
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the power of her natural protector, tow
ering over her in his vast superiority of
physical strength? He wished she would
look up; those baby faces can be as baf
fling as the timeless -brows of Sphvnx
At last those golden lashes lifted; the
timid eyes rose up and up, until they met
his ; they gave him a disagreeable sensa
tion ; he would revengejit upon her some
day—though she was almost too pretty
to be crushed.
You did—did you ?” She had taken
in his remark it seemed. Then she
walked up to him, clenched her tist to
the size ot a magnolia bud, affixed him
with eyes whose cherub blue was lost in
a glitter like bayonets in the sun.
”\\ ell—it you ever lay—so much as
your least finger’s weight on me—don’t
| you ever shut your eyes again, for the
first time I find you asleep I’ll cut your
throat from ear to ear.”
She turned at the door and flung back
a laugh :
“ This is your second wife !”
With the “echo” she left him.
A horribie sensation clutched Burt
Magogue. He fought it as if it were
paralysis. What was it? And what be
ing was this that he had married—this
mocking, sprite-like thing he could not
territv ? He knew all about women—yes
the bravest of them ; flightly, provoking,
but nervous ; “naturally subject to fears;”
j docile as a sheep to one who showed
| them a little real resolution. What
manner of woman was this? He turned
quickly at a sound without. There she
was, mountiug that snow-white steed,
and there was nothing reassuring in the
smile she flashed him ere she whirled off
in a night-blue cloud of draperies. Was
she not some witch sent by Hecate,
queen of night and of the dead? Burt
Magogue believed just as much in one
religion as he did in another; you see
j normal flesh and blood it could not be
that had threatened him with Effle
Keene’s soft lips, and transfixed him
with her liquid eyes. Could it be some
unsleeping ghost arisen, taking posses
sion of a sweet, familiar shape ? Faught ?
why had he ever read those uncouth
horrors of Hoffman and Tieck and Ed
gar Poe ? * * * Burt Magogue
has always defied the supernatural.
Can a shadow of it keep him so docile as
he is to his elfin wife? why the men growl
now and then, “ He is getting to be the
mere echo of his ‘ Echo.’ ”
AI.Ei ABOUT POLITICS.
110-. v a Young- I.ally was Treated when
Site Wanted to Learn Political
Science.
Miss Dimity knows all about it now.
She languished for a loug time in igno
rance, and she felt her situation keenly,
but at last she is wiser and sadder. She
always wanted to talk politics and be
long to some party ; but how could she,
when she did not know the ditt’erence
between the tenets of Democracy and
Republicanism ? She looked anxiously
through the columns of the village papers,
hoping to gain some information on the
subject; but the only plain statesments
she found were that the Republicans
were all thieves and scoundrels, and the
Democrats all rum-guzzlers, swindlers
and liars!
Finally she asked her papa about it
and he looked at her over his spectacles
and said : “ A Democrat, my dear, is—
by the way, you left kuots in the heels of
my stockings when you darned them last
week. Girls nowadays are good for
nothing.”
Then she asked her big brother, and
he said : “ That’s easy; ask me a harder
one. A Democrat supports the govern
ment as long as the government supports
him; and the Republican allows no
guilty man to escape until he has cram
med all of his pockets and the crown of
his hat with other people’s money.”
She next asked her sweetheart, and he
turned pale, and falling back on his chair,
fanned himself furiously while he gasp
ed: “ Emeliue, my love, I hope you are
not getting strong-minded. I could not
think of marrying a woman who knows
more than I—than any other woman.”
Next she asked a learned and wise
man, and he looked pompously at her
and said : “ Too deep, my dear, to deep ;
difference in the platform ; very compli-;
cated subject; could never explain it to I
a woman. In fact, it’s so deep that I
don’t exactly under—ah, believe you
could understand it.”
Then she went to an editor. It is a I
peculiarity of the profession that editors
can explain all the complications of the !
scientific, financial and political world l j
They can make a theoretical explana
tion of anything inside of forty seconds,
to the entire and complete satisfaction of
the muddy-minded. She asked: “Can
you tell me the difference between a
Democrat and a Republican ? ” He look
ed a little startled, at first stuck his pen
in the mucilage, and tumbled a pitciier
of ice-water over a pile of exchanges.
He then proceeded to explain : “ A Re
publican has an office and want to keep
it. He thinks rag money good, hard
money better, but either kind good
enough. He thinks the country needs
reform, that salaries are too low, people
too inquisitive. If he buys a .*2,000 team
of horses on a salary of $1,500 a year,
someone begins to ask impertinent ques
tions. A Democrat has no office but
wants one. He will be honest until he
gets a chance to steal. He scorns to ask
whether the money is hard or soft. He,
too, thinks the country needs reform.
He wants change in office and change in
his pocket; and he don’t believe in
stuffing ballot-boxes unless he can there
by get into office. He holds his coun
try’s honor above price and sells his own
to the highest bidder. He”—but Miss
Dimity put her hands over her ears and
cried : “ Please tell me the name of that
party to which honest men aud patriots
belong.” Then the editor laughed an in
human laugh and said: “ Many years |
ago they took a lantern when they wan- j
ted to find an honest man. Y r ou had
better borrow several headlights and a
fine-tooth garden rake if you want to
find that party.”
Dr. Durham’s practice is not confin
ed to this county, but he has patients
from all parts of the country.
Dr. Durham, Maxey’s, Ga., gives his
whole attention to the treatment of :
chronic diseases, and may al ways be
be found in his office.
Y’ou have heard of the late distin
guished Dr. L. Durham —of his wonder
ful success in the treatment of chionic!
diseases. Dr. Durham, Maxey’s, Ga., 1
employstbe same remedies wed by Dr.
L. Durham.
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LATE NEWS AND MISCELLANY.
A XStutgnaese nine in Bartow That
Beats Atolil.
In Bartow county, near Carters Vi lie,
Mr. \\ . P. \\ ard is tunning a ferro-man
ganese mine, which is the only one of its
kind in the l nited States. On one side
I of his furnace is the iron ore; on the oth
; era bed of manganese, the richest aud
longest and purest, aa Dr. Little says,
that can lie found on this continent.
Were he to mine the iron ore alone.it
would pay him S2O per ton. He
| sixty per cent, of the manganese to it,
; and sells all that he can make at $l6O a
| ton in gold. The combination of man
i ganese with iron gives the metal used in
; Bessemer steel, aud it is exceedingly val
uable. It has been made heretolore al
most exclusively in France, where it read
ily commanded S4OO per ton. Manga
nese is exceedingly rare, usually, but in
Bartow county it is found in profuseness,
and in remarkable purity. Mr. Miiea
Dobbins has an apparently exiiaustltwa
bed ot it. There is a net profit of over
$1;0U0 per toil on every ton of it that is
made. Dr. Little informs us that there
is enough manganese and iron in Bartow,
county to manufacture fifty tons per day
of this precious forro-tnauganese tor fifty
years. As it pays SI,OOO per tou profit,
fifty tons per day would give $50,000 a
day profit. This would be one million
and a halt dollars of profit in one year, or
over ninety millions in all that lies buried
as clear profit in the one article of man
ganese in Bartow couuty. Mr. Ward is
making only about one ton per day at
present, but he will enlarge his facilities
soon, and the manufacture of this rare
and precious metal may be expected to
grow very rapidly as soon as its existence
has become widely known.
YYhirli is ?
Either the Japanese people do every
thing backward, left handed and upside
down, or we do. A traveler in Japan
writes:
“ I see a man planing. He pulls the
plane towards him. I notice a black
smith at work. He pulls the bellows
with his feet, while£he is holding and
hammering with both hands. He has
several irons in the fire, and keeps liis'
dinner-pot boiling with the waste flame.
The cooper holds his tub with his toes.’
All of them sit down when they work'
How strange! This is an important differ
ence between an European and Asiatic,.
One sits down to his w*>rk, and the other
stands up to it. The'Japanese say we
arerovresed. They call our penmanship
“crab-writing,” because, they say, it
“ goes backward.” In a Japanese stable
we find the horse’s flank where we
for his head. Japanese screws screw the
other way. Their locks thrust to the left,
ours to the right. A Caucasian, to injure,
his enemy, kills him ; a Japanese kills’
himself to spite his foe. Which is right ?’
Yellow Fever Statistics.
A writer in the Savannah Ac?c* fur
nishes some statistics in connection with
the ravages of yellow fever in that city,'
which are of interest. The total deaths
from that disease from September Ist to .
October 28, aggregate 817. From other
diseases there were 380 deaths, making
a total mortality during that time of.
1,197. The total average of deathß per
diem during that time was 20. Of
whites, 873 died; of negroes, 324.'
Among the dead are two doctors, seven'
apothecaries’ assistants; seven police
men ; two Protestant clergymen; five
Catholic clergymen ; five Sisters of Chari
ty. The money loss of the city during
this period is estimated at one million
three hundred and fifty thousand dollars,’
wihch includes 50,000 bales of cotton,’
diverted to Charleston'and other places.
A Mother Harders her Deformed Child. ’
At Elizabeth, N. J., the trial of Ellen
Shelton, colored, for the murder of her
deformed child, was begun Monday, be
fore Judge Van Syckel at the general terra'
of the quarter sessions. The child was'
born some time about the month of July
last year, and had four arms aud three
legs. When it was about three months'
old the child disappeared and the moth-,
er said she had sent it away to have the.
superfluous limbs amputated. In July
last the body was found in a well not.
much used, near Westfield, N. J. The :
trial causes considerable excitement.
Hot bo:! Ist Reunion.
A large number of Methodist minis
ters and laymen, representing the North
ern and Southern branches of the church,.’
held a meeting at Louisville, Ky., a few
days ago, for the establishment of more
fraternal feeling between the two see-'
tions of their denomination than have -
prevailed since 1844. Bishops Foster, of
Massachusetts, Kavanaugh, of Kentucky/
and other representatives of the North
ern and .Southern divisions, delivered ad
dresses giving thanks that a union has
occurred after thirty-two years of separa
tion in the largest ecclesiastical denotin'-'
nation in the United States.
A Horrible line! Kefncen Colored Wo
men.
An extiaordinary duel between twoco}-'
ored women took place on Sunday morn-'
ing in Louisville, Kentucky. Annie
Simmons and Mary Bowles having quar
reled, resolved to fight a duel with knives.*
They met by agreement, no wit nesses be
ing present, and fought fiercely for half an'
hour. Bowles was stabbed and gashed
horribly iu six different places, her right’
eye being cut out. Simmons was but
slightly hurt and has been arrested.*
Cause of the trouble not known.
A Wife's Suicide.
A couple named Swanson, of 245 North’
Fifth street, Williamsburg, had a bitter
dispute on Saturday evening, and the
woman saying that she could stand it no’
longer, threatened to take Paris green.:
He dared her to do it, and sheswallowec?
some. He remained in the room with’
her, drinking during her writhings, until*
5 o’clock yesterday morning, and then 1
fearing that he might be accused of mur-'
der, he reported to the police. The wo-'
man died soon afterward.
Five Rabies iu One Yexr.
A correspondent, writing from Chee
noa, Illinois, says: “The wife of Chris-'
topher Zeber, living in Pike township/
about six miles northwest rff this city/
has given birth to five children within ar
year. The first, triplets, all girls, were
born on the evening of September 25/
1875, and on the morning of September
25, 1876,5 he had a pair a twins, a boy
and a jri*-!. which are living. The trip
lets died.’*
Shari u ’lYee*. ;
November is the time ter transplant
shade trees, au-l here is a hint worth re- 1 '
mem l>er img: Mark the north side of each*
tree with chalk before it is Utfcen up.and
replace it in its natural p isitiofi' Yea’/-'
ly all tliUo transplanted ''ill fGtr.*