Newspaper Page Text
V
THE
WLCMR I.
flie Weekly Democrat,
PUBLISHED
svB BT THIRSDAY MORNING.
SUBSCRIPTION TERMS:
One Copy one year - - - $3 00
Bee Cop)' six l,,ODth:j * ** * I 0°
ftfiidin* Matter on Every Page.
BAINBRIDGE, UECfrtGlA, THURSDAY, JULY 4, 1872
Onr New York Letter.
New York, June 24th, 1872.
t%;t 0 r Weekly Democrat:
Some one lias put on record the
remark that “New York is not by
niiv means an American city.” To
a certain degree, it is true. Like
Paris and New Orleans it lias its
quartiers, where you may find rc :
s|)cctively classed the Frenchman,
'Spaniard, Italian, German and
riiinamaiT. And retail these na
tional elements you will find cosmop-
olised in one locality—the Bowery.
What Broadway is-to the West
side.of the.town, the Bowery is to
the East, It is the shilling prome
nade. The poor live there; and yon
see the peculiar characteristics .ol
poverty written in blurred and nasty
emblems all over the neighborhood.
Starting from City Hall, within two
hundred-rods of Broadway, you
strike little old cloth-shops, intermin
gled with cheap corner groceries
and subterranian saloons. You arc
on the old colonial stage road to
Boston—Chatham street. The pro
fession that passes you is composed
of the working class—during the
day-but at. night look out for thieves.
There are dens notorious to the
polige as receptacles for stolen goods,
“cribs" where congregate the rob
bers of the town, and houses in which
every window for six or seven stor
ies upwards is a picture of squalid
half-dressed women and’ children.
The street terminates in an irregu
lar open space, oa what was once a
steep hill side, and is known as
Chatham square, but a mockery, by
the way, on that shape, for it is
anything but square.
This is the beginning of the Bow
ery proper—the vest.ib.ilc, of. the
social catacombs, in which lie bur
ied all around you every species of
humanity that is obliged to plod for
an existence.
See it at night. In spite of the
street latnps there is nothing bril
liant. about it. The shadows seem
to float out from the overcrowded
tenement houses that loom -in, the
darkness on either side. In the
dingy beer shops and dirtier collars,
lurk some of the worst specimens of
our population, uncanny forms of
varied evil staring at you from
every corner, or diving down dimly-
lighted stairways to shrink from
sight. Here are to be tound the
little street Arabs, the boys and
girls 'preposterously old, wlio will
soon fill the penitentiaries; here the
once innocent country girl who. has
dropped into the great maelstrom,
and is reeling round and round in
her dance towards death—a red,
bloated, fearful burlesque upon wo
man. Here i? the city ‘rough" black
and white hiding perhaps from jus
tice, or awaiting some new opportu
nity to go forth with brass knuckles,
knife or burglar’s “jimmy.”
The bier gardens are also a fea
ture of this locality. Step into the
’‘Atlantic,” and you may almost
fancy yoursclt in the Faderland. The
hall is immense, and tnronged by
hundreds who gather around, the
little tables where, with pipes, lager,
and Rhein wine, they .while away
the hours. A fine band furnishes
the music and the scene is bewilder
ing. Further on is the Bowery
Tlieatre—the grand play house of
the gamins, where the audience
may eat peanuts and shout their
criticisms at the top of tlicir voiacs.
The deities of the true blood-and-
thundcr drama preside here, and
curious phases of life are visible on
all sides.
The worst—by far the worst fea
ture of this neighborhood is tene
ment houses. Or rather they ought
to be called seven Story Coffins, for
probably no where else in America is
there such a congregation of people
literally packed in death-tainted
dens and dying by inches. Windows
broken; lodgers dirty; clothes’ lines
extending across the tunnel like
street, whereon are flying in the
wind the ghosts of ragged garments;
children playing around the filth
that line the curb stone; gutters
reeking with pollution; fumes of
liquor 4rom the cellar drttm shop;
screams, jeers, oaths—these are a
part of the rude surroundings of a
New York tenement house, with its
wild untamed population of hun
dreds.
We leave this disgusting locality
with a sense ot relief, and re-enter
the Bowery to continue our journey
up town until it merges into thq
clearer and more sightly neighbor
hood of the Cooper Institute and
Union square.
All of the “breathing spots” of
the Metropolis, by the way, have
now put on their summer dress, and
■negotiations wire conducted:
A NEVADA FUNERAL.
The elergyman sank back in- his
chair, perplexed. * Fcot.ty leaned his
head cn his hand, and gave himself
up to reflection. Presently his face
came up, sorrowful but confident.
“I've got it nod r so’s you’ll cavy,’
said lie.—‘.‘What we want js agos-
pel sharp. See ?”
‘A .what
‘Gospel sharp—parson.’
‘Gh ! Why didn't you spy so before?
I’m a clergyman—a parson.’
‘Now you talk! You see my
blind; and straddle it like a man.
you will find no spectacle more ani- j Put it there!'—extending a brawny
mated than that which is presented
on a’summer evening, and especial
ly on Sundays by the thousands who
flock thither to enjoy fresh air.
Ii. this connection I may remark
that all of the public squares have
undergone marked improvements—
the iron tailings being removed, the
paths widened and the birds encour
aged to build* (heir nests. Union
Square just at the bend of Broad
way and Fourteenth Street, is des
tined to become a beautiful spot.
Twenty years ago the houses around
it were the residences of the most
aristocratic citizens, and there was
an air of dignified seclusion about
the place peculiary AVest Endish.*
Now, these old homes are giving
place to magnificent business estab
lishments, ami in a little while you
will see an array of architectural
beauty unequaled *n any city of the
United States. •
Among the ancient land marks
thus yielding to the march of pro
gress in the Roosevelt mansion on
the corner of Fourteenth Street aiul
Broadway,- and fronting Union
Square. The property has been
purchased by the Domestic Sewing
Machine Company, and they arc
now erectin'* a superb edifice in the
Renaissance style winch ir. its ele
gance will over-shadow every buil
ding in the neighborhood. It is but
a little while since this Company
commenced operations in New York
—being of Western origin—but their
roaohiues have bc/iamo so suddenly
popular with the masses, because of
their superior ulility, convenience
and economy, that wealth and suc :
ebss have crowned the enterprise,
and the proprietors arc enabled to
vie with the older corporations who
have so long held the market..
We have recently enjoyed a sensa
tion in the shape of a city tornado
that uprooted trees, unroofed houses,
and played all sorts ot pranks with
window glass, shutters, awnings
and perambulating Dolly ATtrdens.-
OuV othei ‘Sensation’ is the ‘Strike.’
The movement has become compre
hensive and systematic. Twenty
thousand mechanics refuse to work
more than eight hours a day, and
many of the employers are equally
obstinate in declining to accede to
their demands..
Some terrible murders and sui
cides have been committed, during
the last week, and justice seems to
be am ng the things that were. In
one instance when an irate French
man shot his wife dead in the street,
Unpeople came very near hanging
him to a lamp-post, and it looks
very much as if they were getting
up to that point of indignation
which sometimes calls on Judge
Lynch to produce his rope.. The
weather has become excessively
warm and there is an exodus to
watering places.
The Aldine makes its usual artis
tic appearance this month. No pe
riodical in New York is watched by
the public with more interest, or
treasured in the household so long.
Its illustrations constitute a superb
picture gallery. *
The American Language.
The collection of the slang words
and phrases in use all ovei this tre
mendous country of ours would make
a pretty large volume, though not a
very choice one. Mark Twain gets
up a story in his last book, to illus
trate to the extent to which the pe
culiar “American language” in
question is employed by the roughs
of the mining class in the Far AVest.
One of these fellows had closed his
career, and ‘the boys' wanted to bury
him in something like state. A com
rade called on a ‘highfalutin’ minis
ter in the neighborhood to get him
to preach a funeral sermon, but his
way of making known his object
puzzled the reverend man sorely.
According to Mark, this is^iow the
paw, which closed over the minis
ter's small hand and gave it a shake
indicative ol fraternal sympathy and
fervent gratification.
‘Now we’re right, pard. Let’s 1
start fresh.—Don't you mind me
sniffling a little, becuz we’re in a
power of trouble. You see one of
the boys has gone up the flume ’
“Gone where?’
‘Up the flume^—throw’d up the
sponge, you know.’
‘Throw’d up the spSnge V
‘Yes kicked the bucket ’
• ‘Ah! he departed to that mv te-
rious country from whose bourne
no traveler returns.’
‘Return ? Well, I reckon not.
Wliy. pard, he’s dead.’
‘Yes, I understand.’
‘Oh, you do? Well, I thought may
be you might be getting tangled
once more. Yes you see he’s dead
again ’
‘Again ! AVhy, he has never been
dead before V
‘Dead before ? No. Do you s’pose
a man has got as many lives as • a
cat ? But,- you bet, he's awful dead
now, poor old boy; and I wish I'd
never seen this day. I don’t know
no better friend than Back Faifehaw.
I know’d him by the bac||; and when.
I know a man like him—you hear
me. Take him all around, pard,
there was,never a bullier-inan in the
mines.—No man never knowed
Buck Fanshaw to go back on a
friend. But it’s all up, you know;
its all up. It ain’t no use. They’ve
scooped ram r*
‘Scooped him ?’ ,
‘Yes—death has.’ ‘Well. well,’,
well, we’ve got to give him up.
Yes indeed - . It's a kind of hard
world after all, ain’t it ? But pard
he was a rustler. You ought to
see him get started onco, lie was* a
bully boy'with a glass eye! Just
spit in his face and give- him room
according to his strength, and it
was beautiful to see him .peel and
go in. Pard, he was on it. He wqs
on it bigger than aa Injun!’
‘On if, oh what V
‘On the shot- Oh the shoulder.
Oa the fight. Understand? He
didn’t give a continental for any
body. Beg your pardon, friend, for
coming so near a cuss word—but
you see I’m oa an awful strain on
this palaver, on account of having
to cram down and draw everything
so mild. But w.e’ve got to give
him up. There ain't no getting
around that, I reckon. Now, if we
can't get you to help plant him— : —
“Preach the funeral discourse?
Assist at the obsequies ?’
‘Obs'quies is good. Yes, that's it;
t lat’s our little game. We are going
to get up the thiig regard less, yon
know. fie was (Jwa'ys hifiy himself,
and so you bet his funeral ain’t going
to be no slouch; solid silver door-'
plate on his coffin, six plumes on the
hearse, and vtiigger on the box with a
biled shin and a plug ha'—-h >w’s that
for high ? And we’ll take care of
you,- pard. We’il fix yon all right.
There will be a kerridge for yon ; anti
whuL-v.-r you want just scape out and
we’ll aitetid to it. AA’eVe got a - she
bang fixed np for von to stand behind
in No. 1’s house nnd don't sell a clam.
Put Buck through as bully as you
can, pard, for anybody that knowd
him will tell that lie was one of the
whitest men in ihe mines. You can’t,
draw it too strong. He never could
s'and to see thfngs go wrong. He’s
done more to make his town peacea
ble than any man in it. I’ve seen
him lick four Greasers in eleven min-, t.;
utes myself. If it warned regulating,
he waso t the man to go browsing
around for somebody else to do it.’
,‘Hud deceased any religions con
victions?—That is to say,did tie feel
a dependence upon or acknowledge
allegiance to a higher power!”
More reflection.
“I reckon you’ve stamped me again,
pard.—ConlT y.ai say H,
more, and sav ii*Jo« ?”
“AVell, to' Simplify it somewhat,
was Re, or rather had he ever been
connected with any organization
sequestered from secular concern
and devoted to self-sacrifice in the
interests of nfUrality?’
“All down but nine—set ’em up on
the other alley, paid.’
What did I understand you to
say?’
“AYhy, you're most too many for
me, you know. AA’hen you get it in
with your left, I hunt grass , every
time.’
“How? Begin again?’
. “That’s it.’
“Yery well. Was,he a good man,
and—’ .
“There—see that; don’t put up
another chip till I look at mv hand.
A good man says you? Pard that ain't
no name for it. He was the best
man that ever—pard, you would
have doted on that man,. lie cbuld
lam any galoot of his inches in Ameri
ca. It was him that put down the
riot last election before it got a start;
and everybody said that he was the
only man that could have done it.
He waltzed in with a trumpet in one
hand and a sparkpr in the other,
and sent fourteen men home on a
shutter in less than three seconds.
He had the'riotall broke up and pre
vented nice before anybody ever got.
a chance to strike, a blow. He was
always Air peace and he would have
peace— he could not stand distur
bances. Pard, he was a great loss
to the town.—It would please tlip
boys if you could .chip in something
like that and do him justice* -And so
you can say, pard, that he never
shook his mother.’
“Never shook his mother?’
“That’s it—any of the boys will
tell you so.’
“Well, but why should he shake
her?’
“That’s whatl say, but some peo
ple does.” • . .
“Not people of any repute.’
“AA'ell, some that average pretty
so-so.’
“In my opinion a man who would
•vani—pvnTt/ital tlOiGTICC
ought to ’ —
“ChasSo it pard, you've banked
your Tiall clean out of the string.
AA r hat I was a drivin’ at was that he
never throwed off on his mother—
don't you sec? No, indeed. He
give her a house to five in, and town
lots, and plenty of money; and he
looked after her and took care of
her all the time; and when she was
down with the small pox he set up
nights and nursed her himself. • I
think you're white. I think you’re
a square man, pard. I like you,
and I’ll lick any man that don’t. I’ll
lick him tell he can’t tell himself
from a last year's corpse ! Put it
there.’
Another fraternal handshake—
and exit-
Classifylug Men.
Th§ lasting regret that we cannot
know more of the bright, sincere
and genuine people of the world is
increased by the fact that they are
all different from each other. AVas
it not Madame de Sevigne who said
she had loved several different wo
men for several different qualities ?
Every real person—lor there are
persons, as there are fruits, of no'
distinguishing flavor, mere goose
berries-*—has a' distinct quality, and
the finding it is always like the dis
covery of a new island to the voy
ager. The physical world we shall
exhaust some day, having a descrip
tion of every foot of it to which we
can turn; but we shall never get the
different qualities of people into a
biographical dictionary, and the
making acquaintance with a human
being will never cease to be an ex
citing experiment. We cannot class
ify men so as to iiid us much in our
estimate of them. The efforts in
this direction are ingenious but un
satisfactory. If: I hear that a man
is lymphatic or.nervous sanguine,
I cannot tell therefrom whether I
shall like and trust him. He may
produce a phrenological chart show
ing t hat his knobby head is the home
of all the virt ues, and that the vicious
tendencies are represented by holes
in his cranium, aid yet I cannot be
sure that he will not be as disagree
able as if phrenology had not been
invented. I fed sometimes that
phrenology is th* refuge of mediocri
ty. Its charts *re almost as mis
leading concerting character as
photographs. And photography may
be described as the art which
enables common-pl^ce mediocrity, to
look like genius. The heavy-jowled
man with shallow cerebrum has only
to incline his head so that the lying
instrument can select a favorable
focus to appear in the picture with
the brow of a sage and the chin of
poet. Ot all arts of ministering to
human vanity the photographic is
the ind3t useful, but it is a poor aid
in the revelation of character. You
hall learn more of a man’s nature
by seeing him walk once up the
broad aisle of Jiis church to his pew
on Sunday than by studyiug'his pho
tograph lor a month.
No, we do not get any certain
standard of men by a chart of their
temperaments. It will hardly ans
wer to select a wile by thq color of
her hair;, though it be by nature as
red as a cardinal’s hat, she may be
no more constant than if it were
dyed. The farmer who shuns all the
lyiflphatic beauties in his neighbor
hood and selects to wife the most
nervous sanguine, -may find that she
is unwilling to get up in the winter
mornings and make the kitchen fire
Many a man, even in this scientific
age which professes to label us all
has • been cruelly deceived in this
way. Neither the blondes nor the
brunettes act according to the ad
vertiseinent of their temperaments.
The truth is men refuse to come
under the classifications of the pseu
doscientists, and all our new nomen
clatures do not add much to our
knowledge. ' You know what to ex
pect—if the comparison will be par
doned—of a horse with certain
points, but you wouldn’t dare to go
on a journey with a man merely upon
the strength of knowing that his
temperament was the proper mixture
of the sanguine and the phlegmatic,
Science is not able to teach us con
eermng men as it teaches us of
horses, though I am very far from
saying that there are not traits of
nobleness and of meanness, that run
through families, and can be calcu
lated to appear in individuals with
absolute certainty; oue family will
bo trusty and another tricky
mfinh(i|-.i fur generations;
noble strains ancT ignoOKf Strums are
perpetuated. When we hear that
she has eloped with the stable boy
and married him, we are apt to re
mark, “Well, she was a Bogardus.”
And when we read that she has gone
on a mission and has died, distin
guishing herself by some extraordi
nary devotion to the heathen at
Ujiji, we think it sufficient to say,
“Yes, lier mother married into the
Smiths.” But this knowledge comes
of our experience, and stands us‘
instead no further.—From Warner’s
Bacle-Log Studies, in Scribner's
Monthly for July.
“That Br»ss Horn.”—A genius,
whose poetic fire has been smoulder
ing, has at last succeeded in getting
it into a blazing heat, and the bel-
*ows which fanned the flame is ‘The
Man who Sells Ice-Cream Behind a
Brass Horn.” Hear how pathetical
ly he blows, not the ice-cream man,
but the poet:
Oh, reckless man, who nightly through onr
streets,
Vendest with brazen tongue thy frozen
sweets,
Listen to one, fond of domestic joys,
Who loves thy cream, bnt execrates thy noise.
Art thon a father ? Hast thou left thy rib
Watching thy liitle blowhards in their crib ?
And wonld’st thou deem a curse a mortal
sin,
Hurled at the man who waked him with his
din?
Hast thon an infant with the whooping-
cough—
Its body racked with pain, just dozing off
To quiet slumber ? Would’st thon bny bis
cream,
Who waked the little sufferer from his
dream?
Discard, my friend, that curse-inspiring
horn,
Or pat it by till resurrection morn !
Then you can sell, to customersAielow,
Anything cool, no matter how you blow.
“My dearest uncle, ‘ ‘ says a humor
ous writer, “was the most polite
man in the world. He - was making
a voyage on the Danube, and the
boat sunk. My uncle was just on
the point of drowning. Hqf got his
head above the water for once, took
off his hat and said, ‘Ladies and
geutlemen, will you please excuse
me?’ and down he went.”-
A witty man, who lived in constant
fear ofbialiffs, having absconded,
one of his acquaintanqes was asked
what was the reason of his absence.
“AYhy, sir, I apprehend he was ap
prehensive of being apprehended,
and so left to avoid apprehension.
\
Wit and Wisdom
AYhcn a patient begins to feed
more the doctor is feed less.
You should not stone your neigh
bor, but you may rock his baby.
The worst way to improve the
world is to condemn it.
Weakness is more opposed to vir :
tue than vice itself.
“Do write, and fear not,” is what
the girls say to their correspondents.
A thief running away is a scamp,
but the policeman’s chase after him
is a scamper.
Pay your little outstanding earthly
bills, and don’t romance about the
falling dues of heaven.
Joseph wore the first Dolly Yarden
coat of which mention is made in pro
fane or sacred history
Joah Billings says, “Knowing how
to sit square on a bile, without hurt-
ihg, is one of the lost arts.
They say that the potato bug in
Kansas is causing all the converted
farmers to back-slide.
Chronic cerebro-spinal mendacity
is the latest phrase to designate the
quality of a constitutional liar.
Queen Elizabeth always displayed
her worst temper in her best clothes
She was'dreadfully ruffled then.
IT God did not exist it would be
hoove man to invent him.
The man. who popped the ques
tion by starlight got his sweetheart’s
consent in a twinkling.
The hell that a lie would keep a
man from is tloubtless the very best
placo for him to go to.
Twelve"hundred and fifty dollars
made the ancient “talent.” It takes
some talents to make $1,250 now-a-
days. .
Mrs. Partington says that since
the invention of the needle-gun there
is no reason why women shouldn’t
fight as well as men. .
The hardest thing to hold in this
wold is an unruly tongpe. It beats
a hot smoothing iron and a kicking
horse considerably,
There are two reasons why some
people don’t mind their own business.
One is that they have no business,
and the other* is that they hive no
mind.
Naca. wnt>nn( o aIamt unload VAU
are certain it is correct, and not even
then unless something is to be gain
ed either of interest to yourself or
for the good of the person concern
ed.
Yon will find among your acquaint
ances that the best cultivated men
are the least’conceited; the pedantic
are men of less understandingpwhen
they get into a higher level there
comes along with culture more and
more of child-like simplicity.
EPITAPH.
“Gracious God,
Have mercy on poor Knnkypod,
As-he would on you If he was God,
And you was Johnny Knnkypod."
An exchange says: They havp a
man in Lock Haven whose name is
Gaudam. His would be a nice name
for a church deacon. For instance,
the preacher would say, ‘ ‘Gaudam,
you pa33 the plate.” Sounds like
cussin,” don't it? If we were that
fellow we would have onr Gaudam
name changed to something more
reverential.
Wake up, here, and pay tor your
lodging,” said the deacon, as he
nudged a sleepy stranger with the
contribution box. We were there,
and we heard the sleepy stranger
murmur, with a glance at the minis
ter .whose sermon had narcotized
him, “Lodging and bored, too.”
Two friends meeting, one remark*
ed, “I bRve just met a man who
told me I looked exactly like you.”
‘ ‘Tell me who it was, that I may
knock him down,” replied his friend.
“Don’t trouble yourself,” said he, “I
•did that myself.’
Chicago can hardly he called a
pleasant place to walk’ about in late
at night. “The efficiency of our po
lice department is such,” says one of
the Chicago papers, “that a man
may safely go through any of the
streets west of Halsted, after t«n
o’clock in the evening, with no other
protection than a double-barrelled
shot gun, while the head of a family
who has iron shutters, a bull dog, a
revolver and a private watchman,
can wrap the drapery of his couch
about him with a feeling of something
like security.” The roughs have a
playful w^-of chasing policemen
that is, in every respect, more excit*
ing even than fox hupting. They pur
sue tfiem into the police stationer and
then blockade them. It is said to
be a harmless amusement, and very
diyerting.
NUMBER 56
D. McGill. Mi O'Nnu*
Iff GILL * OSTEAL.
aTtoHNeVS At LAvn
* Bainbridsr, OAi
Ltw Office np Mails heat 1 die ftnt Qffio*
NOTICE;
Tlii» i* to forewarn all parties li8k to. al
low Mrs. Mattie U. Rnd, VUid his left n(y
had and boai-d. to contract any debts oil m j
neenunt, as I shall in no ease be rceodnli*
ble for them • ,
A.T. Rm,
Baii'bridga. Gs.. April 11 tb, 1874.
THU CREAT Blood PUKIllUL-
Possessing powerful invigorating
PROPERTIES 0 A PLEASANT DRINK
These Bitters sre positively invaluable la
imiiiiMrffciWHiwffliaiiiea
They purify the system, and will cure
DYSPEPSIA S GENERAL DEE! U ' A
Remittent and Intermittent fevers,
NERVOUS 01 SEASES.LIVERCOMPiMNY
and sre a preventive of Chills and F*
PI SUASESOFTHE KIDNEYR BLADDER
Ail yield to their powerful etBeacy.
ARE GOOD EQRTHE MENTAI ORGANIZATION
Are *n antidote to change of Water and Diet.
THEY WILL RESTORE YOUTHFUL VIGOR
to the wasted frame! and comet all
■Will save days of suffering to the «s*v, and :
till
The grand Panacea for aU the ills of Ufa.
Us stantoi fnacuil . m “:
PEESGHBE IT H.
mum
FRiCTiCK.
i-2y For sale, by the Case or Bottle,by
BABBIT A WARFIELD. Bafnbridge, Ga; ■
i. am
WITH
FOWLER & SLOCtJMr
76 & 78 FRANKLIN STREET*
Jt b**. ft e* m
OF
WHITE GOODS,
LINENS, HOSIERY,
NOTIONS, BLACK SILKS,
ALPACAS, DRESS GOODS,
Laces, Embroideries, Woolen*,
Italians, Flannels.
epe-il# dm
HOUSE, SICK & ORNAMENTAL
PAINTER.
1 wish to inform the readefa of the Setai-
Weekly Argus, -that I am now prepared to
all kinds of
HOUSE AND SIGH
painting,
GRAINING, MARBLING, PAPER HAN#*
ING, GLAZING, CALSOM1NING
In all colors. I am prepared to do work in
the country or neighboring towns. Have on
hand a fine assortment of Paints. My prices
are moderate and I guarantee my work tw
stand Call on or address
JAS. P. VAN HORN,
oct!3 ly Bainbridge, On.
i. rLBMiso. foHsc. auTH*«rea»
FLEMING & RUTHERFORD,
ATTORNEYS AT LA#
BAIN BRIDGE; GA.
O FFICE over drug store of Butte A Peabody,
Are fully prepared to take charge of all
cases arising under the bankrupt law. [je29,69,lf
JEWELRY, ETC.
W. O. SUBimA
Broaf Street,
BAINBRIDGE, - - GEORGIA,
Keeps constantly on hand
Watches,
Clocks, •
Jewklst, * -
Diamovds,
• SiLvzft-WAm&
Fancy Goofed,
Cctlxrt,
MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS. toy§,
Ac., Ac.,
in great variety, which for style, quality aa#
price cannot be excelled. A foil line at
HOLIDAY and BRIDAL PRI jUTT#
, inStora.
^WATCHES and JEWELRY nmmlnd
at short notice, and warranted. oenTay