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HAMILTON, . iJ. .. - K-f**'* \ ■ *- • '' \ JOURNAL.
THE OFFICl/M^iiAN OF HARRIS COUNTY.
VOL. XIII.
A GEORGIA EDITOR’S LUCK.
Macon Telegraph.
A floating paragraph informs us
that “Mr. D. W. D. Boully, a well
known Georgia editor,” has prosper¬
ed as the rose in a Florida town and
besides owning a newspaper and its
fixtures, has a snug little home and
eighty acres of land.
Along in*the seventies Mr. Boully
was a citizen of this State. We use
the term broadly, because no one
particular locality could claim him
for its own longer than six months at
a time, unless by special contract.
He was the pioneer, so to speak, of
country journalism in Georgia, and a
glance over the back files of the
American Newspaper Directory will
show that he has assisted at the birth
of no less than forty-three newspapers
in this State alone. They sprang up
in every quarter, and for a while the
trip’e initialed name of Boully was as
familiar to the people as the best ad
vertised nostrum.
The State news editors on the
lies could never correctly locate him.
They would see his name melt away
from the masthed of his last craft,
and would then strain their eyes to
see at what point of the compass his
next white sail would appear on the
journalistic sea. Then when it
peared the usual broadside salute
was "fired, and the name of Boully
ascended one more stair of the flight
to fame.
Small, delicate, almost cripple, Mr.
Boully was one of the hardest work
ers that ever pulled back the lever of
a hand press or wrote an editorial,
With a large family on his hands, he
labored night and day at the case, at
the press, or on the street gathering
news. When he had worked the
mine for its all, he sold his claim and
struck his pick into new ground. Af
ter he had worked Georgia, he drift
cd into Florida, and when wc heard
HAMILTON, GA., JUNE 16,1885.
from him a few years ago he was
shaking wilh the chilis, hadn’t a dol
lar in the world, but was the same
hard, tireless worker.
His perseverance has been crown¬
ed at last with success. The time
has come when he can edit his paper
under the shade of his own orange tree,
and rest from the thousand worri
meats that beset his journalistic path
in and over the State of Georgia.
Field, Fort and Fleet.
More than two years have a host
of readers of the Detroit Free Press
been living over again the awful
scenes of war and carnage that deso
lated a fair and smiling land in the
years of their youth and early man
hood. The veterans of the blue and
the gray who confronted each other
many a hard-fought field, who dashed
at i dauntless foe in charge or foray,
or dealt death and destruction to an
unseen enemy from trench or era
brasure, have held their breath with
the reawakened enthusiasm, the old
wild energy and self forgetfulness of
battle and xaid and midnight encoun
ter, as they have followed step by
step the quick and steady pace where
with a brave and true and honest
Union soldier has led them through
the ruins of a loved and uniorgotten
past. And as those who have grown
gray and staid, and upon the weight
of years has borne not always light
ly since the days of’6i and ’65, have
re-enacted with quickened heart
beats, with surging, eager, tender
memories, the valorous, the success
ful or disastrous achievements of the
mighty war of which they were part
and parcel, so have the youth and
children of the present generation
rejoiced that the deeds and sufferings
of their fathers upon either side have
found a chronicler to render equal
and generous justice, and the hom
age that brave men owe to each oth-
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er, wherever that justice and homage
are due.
The brilliant and vigorous sketch
es of the War of Secession, that,from
the facile and truth-loving pen of
“M. Quad” (Mr. Lewis), have been
for many months appearing in the
columns of the Detroit Free Press
are gathered together, and with much
new matter that has never been pub¬
lished elsewhere or in other form,
constitute the contents of a green
and gold bound volume, which, con¬
taining a number of finely executed
engravings and small cuts, is issued
by the Detroit Free Press Publishing
Company under the graphic desenp
tive title of “Field, Foit and Fleet.”
Its chapters make no pretense to be
ing consecutive and continuous his
tory, but present in vivid realistic ar
ray a series of glowing word pictures
of the most notable battles, assaults
and incidents of the civil war, with
the addition of many circumstances
historic interest never before record
ed. Commendation at this late day
of these already widely known and as
universally appreciated contributions
of “M. Quad” (as he has chosen to
be called) to the permanent literature
of his time, are almost the work of
supererogation. Few periodical pub
lications of recent years—certainly
none relating to the war, whose sites
and happenings he has m ade the
subject of personal untiring inspect
ion, investigation and research—have
aroused such general interest and
approval as have been by common
consent awarded to these thrilling
descriptions and reminiscences, that
are animated throughout their length
with a rarely beautiful love for and
adherence to a strict and impartiaT
equity, generosity and fair dealing,
The present volume brings its rec
ords down to a period near the close
of the year 1863. The work is to
be sold by subscription only, agents