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POLITICAL.
A GAME OF FLY-LOO.
The game of fly-100 is said to be the only
one in vogue among clergymen’s daughters in
England. It is a round game, and may be
played by any number of persons.. The play
ers sit about the table from which they have
feasted, and, each one selecting a piece of
sugar places it before his plate. All watch
and wait for victory, which is decided by the
alighting of flies upon the sugar, the player
upon whose sugar the first fly alights being
the winner. It is not allowable for any
er to drive a fly away from a rival’s sugar, or
to make threatening motions to frighten a fly
when circling about in close proximity to it;
but disparaging remarks as to the motives of
such an insect may be indulged in, and the
superiority of your own sugar may be held
out as an inducement to colonization.
The most interesting game of fly-100 that
has ever took place is that which has been in
progress between Messrs. Blaine, Bristow,
C'onkling and Morton. The size of the stakes,
the number of spectators, and the fact that
there is only one fly hovering over the respec
tive pieces of sugar, make the contest a very
peculiar one. The insect is a large blue-bot
tle June-fly, snch as commonly haunts the
river flats at Cincinnati, and the eccentrici
ties of its conduct make it difficult to predict
with certainty the final result of the game.
Mr. Morton spread out to attract it some ve
ry dark-brown Louisiana sugar, and it show
ed a very strong disposition to accept the
lure. Mr. Conkling set before him a very
fine lump of double refined New York sugar,
and the fly no sooner caught sight of this than
it deserted Morton’t bait, and seemed inclin
ed to choose the dantier morsel. Next, the
strong scent of some corn whisky which the
judicious Bristow had sprinkled over his piece
of sugar attracted the fickle blue-bottle, and
it buzzed away towards Kentucky’s favorite
son, when the boisterous conduct of some of
the on-lookers and the overpowering smell of
the liquor drove it off. It then sailed cau
tiously around Mr. Blaine’s sugar, which,
consisting of New England maple and unre
fined Louisiana, was very artistically arrang
ed to fasten the attention and incite the greed
of the fly. More than once the other players,
in their anxiety, broke through the rules of
the game. Conkling sneezed and shook his
ambrozial curls; the startled insect at once
rose in the air but returned in an instant;
Morton shifted his crutch noisily*, and the
blue-bottled sailed away from the table alto
gether, and there were serious doubts as to
whether it would come back; but it drew
near once more, and it was thought that it
would have alighted had not Bristow, seized
with a sudden spasm, kicked the whole table
violently, whereupon again the fly deserted
Blaine’s sweet mixture, took a circle around
the room, lit on the ceiling, promenaded for
a while with its head downward, and seemed
to have determined not to go back to the table
or the temptations of the lumps of sugar at
all. The gamesters were in despair, but the fly
could not forget the sweet smell of Blaine’s
bait and buzzed down once more. For a
moment the Maine man’s victory seemed
assured, but a bystander named Mulligan
pushed suddenly against the table and top
pled it over. In the general confusion it
looks as if Mr. Blaine’s sugar had fallen into
a wet spot on the floor and been dissolved,
and there are rumors that although every
effort is being made to rearrange the game,
the fly was seen escaping out of the window,
and it will be utterly useless to await its re
turn. We think it will undoubtedly come
back, as it has already proved itself to be a
very greedy fly.— N. Y. World.
Strange Story of Finance.
The venerable Peter Cooper, of New York,
who is presumed to have some little knowl
edge of practical finance, after an experience
of considerably over half a century of mer
cantile life, attributes the present depression
in the trades and industries to the contrac
tion of circulation since the close of the war.
A Paris correspondent of the New York Gra
phic, who has recently been in the employ of
one of the leading banking houses of the
world, and enjoying a position and opportu
nity to learn a good deal of the movements
of money kings, speaking several languages
quite readily, informs that paper that, as far
back as 1863, much correspondence ensued
among the European bankers touching Ame
rican affairs, and it led to’ a determination
which, however, was not finally reached until
towards the close of the Franco-German
war, for a plan of bringing the power of all
the great bankers of the world to substitute
the gold basis for all commercial transactions
in place of the silver basis or the mixed basis
of gold and silver. The purpose was to make
money scarcer and dearer. By reducing the
currency one-half it would add enormously' to
their wealth by cheapening products and giv
ing them a still greater monopoly of the cir
culating medium. If the records could be
reached it would be found that the demone
tization of silver in England, Germany and
Holland, and its practical demonetization in
France, was effected simultaneously with the
passage of the Gold Act of the American
Congress. In other words, the great capital
ists of the world, by a gigantic conspiracy,
like the Roman emperors of old, managed to
tax the whole civilized world from ten to
twenty per cent, for their own personal bene
fit. The object was to make the rich richer,
and the very poor poorer. With silver de
monetized, gold would of course appreciate
considerable in value, and all who were cre
ditors to governments or for individual debts,
would have their evidences of debt greatly
enhanced in value.
The writer claims to have indisputable ev
idence in his possession that an immense
fund was raised to bring about the general
adoption of the gold metal basis, and that
the money writers and political economists in
London, Paris, Berlin, Frankfort and Am
sterdam we*e either argued into the adoption
of these views or were purchased outright.
Hence the articles in the leading papers in
Europe in favor of the gold basis in prefer
ence to the silver or the mixed basis. But
he offers the further and still more startling
suggestion, that if the facts could ever be
brought to light it would be found that the
American Congress was bribed by the capi
talists of Europe and this country to get rid
of the silver dollar and substitute the gold.
This would seem to bear out the charge,
which Donn Piatt claimed that he could
clearly substantiate, that large sums were
employed to secure the legislation making
Government bonds payable in gold. Altho'
the Graphic's correspondent admits that he
is a rabid Bed Republican, there is plausibil
ity in his suggestions, if not method in his
mad ne ss. —Nash v ille American.
tdF'The tone of the New York press gene
rally, is favorable to Blaine. Ilis strength
as a Presidential candidate is not considered
diminished by recent exposures. —Augusta
Chron. <s• Sent.
Parable of the Pretty Foot.
EriSTLE OF ST. RUBE TO THE REPUBLICANS.
1. And it came to pass in the last year of
the reign of Ulysses the son of Jesse that
these things did occur.
2. There was a valiant captain of the tribe
of Belknap who dwelleth in the regions of
lowa, who was a mighty man of valor.
3. Yea, verily, he did smell the battle afar
off, and longed to plunge into the thickest of
the carnage, but was always prevented from
doing so whenever the rebels appeared in the
field, by some duty at home.
4. Now Belknap was a man after Uly r sses’
own heart, for was it not written that Utysses
sprang up like a mushroom in the night, like
a mushroom sprang he up.
5. For Uly’sses the son of Jesse sold his
cord wood, and filled himself full of jugorum,
and became a spectacle to the people of St.
Louis, who dwell beyond the father of wa
ters.
6. But when the blast of war blew in his
ears, then rose he up and sent forth his val
iant soldiers by millions who put to flight the
famished host of Jeff, the F. F. the Tar
Heels, the Gouleers, the Butternuts, the Sand
Hillers, the Dagoes, and all they that dwell
South of Mason and Dixon’s line.
7. Then came forth Ulysses the son of
Jesse from his tent, and the smoke of the
weed went forth from his nostrils, and his
nose was red with the fumes of fire water,
and he said, let us have peace.
8. Now the people of Yankeedoodledum
rejoiced exceedingly, and proclaimed Ulysses
the son of Jesse, the Great Highcockalorum,
to rule over the land of Uncle Samuel for the
period of four y*ears.
9. And Ul3 T sses went into the White House
and surrounded himself with all manner of
plunderers who gave him a portion of their
spoils, which they had taken away from the
people of the land of America.
10. And Ulysses the son of Jesse refused
not the horses, and the houses, and the lands,
and the other good things that were offered
unto him by the bribers and plunderers, save
the bull purp, which was sent by express, C.
O. IX, which Ulysses would not take until
the charges were paid.
11. Moreover Babrooster, the scribe of
Utysses the son of Jesse, divided the spoil
of the crooked whiskey with the St. Louisites,
but gave not to Utysses a portion thereof,
and Ulysses waxed wroth and bounced Bab ;
yea, in his anger did he bounce him from
beneath the roof of the White House.
12. And it came to pass that Belknap, the
mighty man of valor, did take unto himself a
a beautiful damsel in the land of Iventuckee
of the tribe of Tomlinson ; but the Lord took
her away, and he did mourn exceedingly*.
13. And it came to pass that the sister of
the damsel, who was a widow with an ex-
pretty* foot, did cleave unto the
valiant captain, that she might comfort him ;
but the Lord waxed wroth that so great a sin
should be done before the people of the na
tion, and great was the punishment of Belk
nap.
14. For the Lord caused Ulysses the son
of Jesse to appoint Belknap his chief Scribe
of War, which honor turned the head of the
spouse, who had the pretty foot, and who
was as a church mouse in the beginning.
15. But now shey r earned for the greenbax,
wherewith she might buy' the shoddy, Hie
brown-stone, the chariot, the glittering brace
lets, and, all the trash that is so much sought
after by the upstarts who sojourn in the cap
ital of the nation.
16. Moreover she wanted to give big din
ners, and would not be outdone by' Fish nor
the flesh, nor the fowl of any entertainments
that aboundeth in the city where he who
maketh the greatest show is worshipped by'
those that partake thereof.
17. But the pretty spouse, with the pretty
foot had not the greenbax wherewith to pur
chase these things, and she urged her hus
band, that he might sell the posttraderships
to the frauds who swindle the poor Indians
of their lands and their lives.
18. And William did.
19. Whereupon he sank into the Marsh of
despair and the rejoicing of the widow with
the pretty foot is turned into lamentation.
Ulysses, the son of Jesse hath bounced him,
and all the lunchers have eaten up all the
grcenbax that the posttraders 3'ielded ; yea
like a swarm of grasshoppers have they de
voured all and flown away like the wind.
20. But the people do clamor to have the
matter investigated, and punish all the per
sons who are concerned in this great iniqui
ty ; and it is written that they shall not es
cape ; not even Ulysses the son of Jesse,
who taketh presents and bribes, and who
drinkcth the rum that is in the jug behind
the White House door, and who smoketh the
weed of the devil, and who driveth chariots
furiously with the bull-pup underneath the
dust thereof.
21. So endeth the Epistle of St. Rube.
Diptheria.
A physician in Philadelphia writes to the
Scientific American that lie has had remarka
ble success in curing diptheria, by the use of
permanganate of potash, in conjunction, not
combination, with the tincture of belladonna.
He administers them as follows: Two or
three grains of the permanganate are dissolv
ed in from two to four ounces of water in a
goblet. Five drops of the officinal tincture
of belladonna, or better, from 10 to 20 drops
of the Ist decimal homeopathic tincture of
the same drug, are put into another goblet
with 2to 4 ounces of water. A teaspoonful
is to be taken from each glass alternately at
intervals of a half or one hour. Separate
spoons are to be used and the goblets kept
covered. In hours usually, and
always in two days, a favorable change will
be seen in the patient, according to the wri
ter, and he urges upon the medical profession
the use and study of these remedies.
HUMOROUS.
Hunting an Editor.
“ Is the editor in.”
[He had a big stick and didn’t look right
out of the C3*e.]
“ No sir, he’s just out.”
“ Ain’t you the same palefaced chicken I
seed at the concert t’other night with a whole
lot of jewelry on.”
“No sir, it was my cousin, you saw.”
"Well, its mighty nice you ain’t the man.
I don’t keer to git in no fuss nor to beat no
body, but I see a piece in the News an’ I
thort you rit it, all about, “Go on a farm
young man, go on a farm,” an’ I like to know
whar else I’ve been for the last ten years;
I’ve worked warts all over my hands plowin
uv a mule an’ sometimes a stub tail steer,
an’ I’m mighty nigh starved now, and I want
you to have a clear onderstandin’ that I ain’t
agoin to have no little fopp3*doodle of an ed
itor rarin hisself back and tellin’ men like
me to “go on alarm.”
We smiled and took his hand and called
him a noble fellow, and he retired down the
steps slightly calmed but declaring he was
an alligator when his bile was raised.—Ral
eigh News.
Off Duty.
Bailey, of the Danburry News, relates this:
Colonel B was standing in the square at
Bethel, the other da3 r , when he spied a farm
er who some weeks ago had sold him a load
of very “crooked” ha3 r . The party in ques
tion is an active professor of religion and a
most zealous worker for his own pocket. The
man’s profession and practice being in snch
marked contrast, caused the Colonel to e3*e
him with a dislike. When he came up the
Colonel charged him with deception in the
matter of the ha3*. The skinflint stoutly de
nied the charge. The Colonel drew himself
up to full height and disdainfully observed :
“ I am a soldier, sir—not a liar!”
“Soam Ia soldier,” whined the promoter
of “crooked” hay.
“You ?” ejaculated the Colonel, in a tone
of disgust. “What kind of a soldier are
yon ?”
“ I’m a soldier of the Cross,” said the skin
flint, with a detestable flourish of the hand.
“That may be,” said the Colonel, dryly,
“but you’ve been on a furlough ever since I
knew you.”
An old Baptist minister enforced the ne'
cessitv of differences of opinion by argument:
“Now, if everybody had been of m3’opinion,
they' would all have wanted my old woman.”
One of the deacons, who sat just behind him,
responded : “ Yes ; and if ever3*body was of
my opinion, nobody would have her.”
THE STYLISH CHURCH.
Well, wife, I’ve been to church to-day—been to a
stylish one—
And, seein’ 3*oll can’t go from home, I’ll tell you
what was done :
You would have been surprised to see what I saw
there to-day :
The sisters were fixed up so fine they hardl}*
bowed to pray*.
I had on these coarse clothes of mine, not much
the worse for wear,
But then they knew 1 wasn’t one they call a mil
lionaire ;
So they led the old man to a scat away back by
the door;
’Twas bookless and uncushioned, a reserved seat
for the poor.
Pretty* soon in came a stranger with gold ring and
clothing fine,
They led him to a cushioned seat far in advance
of mine.
I thought that wasn't exactly* right to seat him up
so near,
When he was young, and I was old and very hard
to hear.
But, then, there's no accountin' for what some
people do;
The finest clothing now-a-days oft gets the finest
pew.
But when we reach that blessed home all undefiled
by sin,
We’ll see wealth beggin* at the gate while poverty
goes in.
I couldn't hear the sermon, I sat so far away,
So, through the hours of service. I could only
“watch and pray,”
Watch the doin’s of the Christians sitting near me,
round about;
Pray that God would make them pure within as
they were pure without.
While I sat there, lookin' all around upon the
rich and great,
I kept thinkin’ of the rich man and the beggar at
his gate;
How, by* all but dogs forsaken, the poor beggar's
form grew* cold,
And the angels bore his spirit to the mansions
built of gold.
llow*, at last, the rich man perished, and his spirit
took its flight
From the purple and fine linen to the home of
endless night;
There he learned, as he stood gazin' at the beggar
in the sk}\
“ It isn't all of life to live, nor all of death to die.”
I doubt not there were wealthy sires in that re
ligious fold
Who went up from their dwellings, like the Phar
isee of old,
Then returned home from their worship with a
head uplifted high.
To spurn the hungry from their door, with naught
to satisfy.
Out! out with such professions ! They arc doin’
more, to-day,
To stop the weary sinner from the Gospel's shi
ning way
Than all the hooks of infidel—than all that has
been tried
Since Christ was born at Bethlehem—since Christ
was crucified.
llow simple are the works of God, and yet how
very grand !
The shells in ocean caverns ! the flowers on the
land!
He gilds the clouds at evenin’ with the gold right
from His throne;
Not for the rich man only; not for the poor alone.
Then why should man look down on man because
of lack of gold?
Why seat him in the poorest pew because his
clothes are old ?
A heart with noble motives—a heart that God
has blest
May be beatin’ Heaven’s music ’ncath that faded
coat and vest.
I’m old ; I may be childish ; but 1 love simplicity.
1 love to see it shinin’ in a Christian’s piety.
Jesus told us, in His sermon on Judea’s mountains
wild,
“He that wants to go to Heaven must be like a
little child.’’
Our heads are growin’ gray, dear wife—our hearts
are heatin’ slow.
In a little while the Master will call for us to go.
When we reach the pearly gateways, and look in
with joyful eyes,
We'll see no stylish worship in the temple of the
skies.
SUNDAY READING.
The Superannuated Preacher.
BY REV. G. C. KELLEY.
You tell me that I am now unfit
To lead forth Zion’s host,
And hint I’d best the forefront quit
And take an easy post.
I left my father’s house a lad
Of scarcely twenty years,
"With many gloomy thoughts and sad,
And many briny tears.
My sire had marked another way,
In which my feet must tread,
And when he saw me go astray,
He held me as one dead.
This way has oft been sorely hard,
And oft my heart has bled ;
Against the world I’ve had to guard,
And look right straight ahead.
My blade is keen and ready yet,
T>on’t have it idly rust.
But give me work its edge to whet,
That I may longer thrust.
If I can’t hold the hottest field,
Nor lead the rushing van,
Forbid me not my sword to wield,
I’m still a willing man.
I fight for God; to him I look,
For wages worth my aim :
The world I long ago forsook,
And all that wears its name.
Don't lay me on the shelf to rest,
Many books you’ve often read ;
My sermon’s shall be newly drest,
My flock shall be well fed.
Fear of Death.
There was once a celebrated Austrian prince
and statesman, named lvaunitz, whose dread
of death was so great that he would not allow
the word to be spoken by those persons
usually about him. Everything that suggest
ed thoughts of death was kept carefully in
the background. Even when his sister died,
he only learned the fact when he saw the
roj’al household in mourning. To an old aunt
he once sent a favorite dish from his table
four 3'ears after her death. No one had ven
tured to communicate the fact to him.
When it became necessary to tell him of
the death of Frederick the Great, a courtier
spoke in his presence of communications that
had been received from King Frederick Wil
liam. That was the King’s son, and thus he
learned that the old King was dead, and his
son had ascended the throne. When the Em
peror Joseph died, some State papers he was
to have signed were returned to him with the
words, “ The Emperor signs no more.” lie
took such constant, hourly care of his health
that he lived to the age of eighty-four years.
But when the last messenger came to him—
O, how terrible it must have seemed when he
felt he could no longer put away the thought
that had all his life been so painful to him !
Here was one who feared not the frown of
princes ; who bowed to no commands of roy
alty. Prince lvaunitz could close his doors
on an unwelcome guest; but death was an
intruder no palace guards or bolts could stay.
W e see the Prince’s folly, but it is no great
er than the folly of those who put far off the
evil day, and drown all thoughts of eternity
in the pleasures of this world. To live well,
we must live with two lives in view. The
nearer we live to our blessed Master the less
painful will the thought of death become ; and
at the last,
“with feet unshrinking,
We shall come to the Jordan's tide,
And taking the hand of our Saviour,
Go up on the heavenly side.”
Danger of Riches.
A poor widow, in her poverty, like her in
Scripture, had been always ready to bestow
her mite freely, in the cause of charity or re
ligion, until, by some turn in the wheel of
fortune, she suddenly became wealthy, when
she no longer proffered aid, but waited to be
called on ; then gave only coldty, reluctantly,
and stintedly. On her pastor's remonstrance,
in regard to her change of feeling and prac
tice, she made the striking but melanchol}’
reply: “ Ah! sir, when I had a shilling
purse, I had a guinea heart, but now that I
have a guinea purse, I am afflicted with a
shilling heart. In my poverty I never had
any distrust of Providence, or anxiety about
the future, but now I am haunted with fears
of poverty.” This reminds us of the case
mentioned by Mr. Wesley in his sermon “ On
the Danger of Increasing Riches” : “ A gen
tleman came to a merchant in London, a few
years since, and told him, ‘ Sir, I beg you will
give me a guinea for a worthy family in great
distress.’ He replied: ‘Really, Mr. M., I
cannot well afford to give you it just now;
but if you will call on me when I am worth
ten thousand pounds, upon such an occasion
I will give you ten guineas.’ Mr. M., after
some time, called upon him again, and said :
4 Sir, I claim your promise; now you are
worth ten thousand pounds.’ He replied:
4 That is very true ; but I assure you I can
not spare one guinea so well as I could then.’ ”
Our Father.
A good woman searching out the children
of want, one cold day last winter, tried to
open a door in the third story of a wretched
house, when she heard a little voice say:
44 Lull the string up high ! Pull the string
up high!”
She looked up and saw a string, which, on
I being pulled, lifted a latch, and she opened
the door on two little half-naked children, all
alone. Very cold and pitiful they looked.
“Do you take care of yourselves, little
ones?” asked the good woman.
“ No, ma'am,” said the oldest, “Godtakes
care of us.”
How beautiful and full of faith was the
reply.
That old phrase, “ Strike the nail on the
the head,” though extremely common.place,
is full of strong, practical sense. This is a
world of unmistakable actualities. The nail
exists; the hand to do the striking exists ;
the necessity for it to be driven in exists.—
V hat sense, then, can there be in random,
dreamy strokes ? “ Strike the nail on the
head' if } r ou have an arm to execute, and a
brain to direct. Do not make yourself ridic
ulous, and your work of no avail, by pound
ing at every place but the right one ! Hold
3 r our point with 3 T our eye, then strike!—Chris
tian Index .
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FEELING the great necessity for an Organ
through which the members and friends of the
Temperance Reform can communicate with each
other, and at the same time make known the
achievements of our army of Noble Reformers,
the imdersigned proposes to commence the publi
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sufficient number of subscribers shall have been
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paper, bearing the name of “ The Spirit of the
Age,” to be devoted to the advancement of the
glorious cause of Temperance.
The “ Age” will not be the organ of any par
ticular clique or society, but will be the advocate
of all Temperance work, under whatever name
presented, feeling satisfied that all of the means
employed in this Heaven blessed cause have the
same object in view, and are aiming for the same
glorious result—the entire suppression of the man
ufacture, sale and use of all kinds of intoxicating
liquors in our otherwise highly favored country—
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gress of our work in various parts -of our country.
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have regular correspondents in every section of
our own State, to furnish us with everything that
may transpire in the Temperance Reform in their
own locality. By this means we hope to keep our
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“Age” to the family circle, publishing choice
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clear type, and in such a style that it may be
bound at the end of the year, thus making a hand
some volume of about 400 pages of choice litera
ture.
TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION —(Invariably in Advance.)
One copy, one year $ 2.00
Five copies, one j’ear, (and one to getter up
of club) 10.00
To the person or society sending us the largest
number of subscribers, not less than fifty, during
the 3'ear, we will send a handsome Bible.
I o the one sending us the largest number, not
less than one hundred, during the year, we will
send a first class Sewing Machine.
To the one sending the largest number, not less
than two hundred, during the > r ear, we will send
a first class Mclodeon or Organ.
Address, JAMES T. POWELL, Athens, Ga.
Legal Weight.
The following is the Legal Weight of
bushel, as fixed by an Act of the General As
sembly, approved Februar3 r 20th, 1875:
Wheat, .... 60 pounds.
Shelled Corn, - - 56
Ear Corn, - 70
Peas, - 60
Rye, - 56
Oats, 32
Barley .... 47
Irish Potatoes, - - 60
Sweet Potatoes, - - 55
White Beans, - - 60
Clover Seed, - 60
Timothy, - - • 45
Flax, - - - 56
Hemp, - - - -44
Blue Grass, - - - 14
Buck Wheat, - - 52
Unpeeled dried Peaches, - -33
Peeled dried Peaches, - • 38
Dried Apples, - - .24
Onions, - - - 57
Stone Coal. - - 80
Unslaked Lime, - - *BO
Turnips, - - 55
Com Meal, - - - - 48
Wheat Bran, - .20
Cotton Seed, - 30
Ground Peas, - - - 25
Plastering Hair, - - 8^
SEND 50 CENTS FOR A YEAR’S
THE “TYPOS GUIDE,” A VALUABLE H B
CATION TO ALL INTERESTED IN tHL
ART OF PRINTING.
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