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The Man in Blue.
BY RICHARD ROYLE DAVEY.
I am a prpfeaaer of music, and was
bonj iii the‘last century, at Salsburg,
in Germany* My father was a rich
and lnllueiicial merchant of that city;
but fanallco pe~ la musica, as the
Italians say, music mad. Knowing
that at his death each C-f his children
would inlierit an ample fortune, lie
permitted us somewhat to neglect our
other studies, so that we might dedi
cate more time to his beloved science,
music. My two sisters played remark
ably well on the spinet, and sang
deliciously. Karl, my only brother,
was the flutist of the family, and I de
voted myself to the violin. At sixteen
years of age, I believed myself an adept
on this difficult instrument. My vio
lin was my constant companion
Nothing gave me more pleasure than
to take my dear “Fortunate,” for so I
called it, into the woods, and there,
by the murmuring brook, beneath the
rustling trees, improvise new* airs,
and vary old ones, to my heart’s con
tent.
So greatly did my father delight in
displaying the talents of his children,
that he organized every Thursday af
ternoon an amateur concert, at which
at least a quarter of the town assisted
—to listen, to admire, or criticise,
about as much music as could be
crowded into a three hours’ perform
anc, divided into two equal parts, by
a tray of light refreshments handed
round by Karl and myself
One fine Thursday afternoon in au
tumn, just as the first of our pieces
was concluded, a very singular look
ing individual entered the concert
room. He was as thin and pale as an
unearthly apparition, and entirely
dressed in shabby garments of light
blue corduroy Ilis well-worn knee
breeches were blue, his jacket was blue,
his ve->t was blue, and the huge cravat
t’at fastened his great flapping shirt-
Coljar wasalso blue. Ilisfaee was the
most ui Taiicholy in expression that it
is } o-sihle to ima i e He had a big,
ho t ed nose, thin lantern jaws, and
the only redeeming feature which he
p issessed, his dark and intelligent eyes
were hidden by a pair of goggle spec
tacles His hair was bright red, and
uncut, and his heard, I verily believe,
had never been trimmed since it first
began to grow.
He did not attempt to apoligizc for
his intrusion into our company, but
without looking to the right or to the
left made straight for a vacant seat,
and taking it, prepared to listen to the
music with marked nttention. It was
my turn to play, but I was so confus
ed, so utterly dumbfounded by the ap
pearance of this strange personage,
that when I struck my violin with the
bow my hand trembled so much that I
could not produce a sound. I tried
again and again, and was about to
give it up in dispair when the Man in
Blue rose from his seat and came di
rectly to me. “Young man,” said
he, “you have a more difficult instru
ment there than you think for; hand
it to me, I will play in your stead.” I
mechanically gave him “Fortunato.”
Presently he commenced. Never iu
all my life had I ever heard such play
ing. The instrument seemed to have
within its wooden frame a divine soul,
capable of expressing every possible
emotion —joj, grief, passionate agony,
and triumphant jubilee. We were all
amazed and delighted, and at the ter
mination of his “ concerto ” such a
burst of enthusiastic applause greeted
the singular performer that he seemed
quite overcome and confused; lie, how
ever, bowed his acknowledgements in
the most grotesque fashion.
I nmst here mention that we were
on the eve of a grand anuual musical
testival, at which some ot the greatest
musicians of Germany had declared
intention ot being present. My fath
er, naturally concluding that our
strange guest Was some celebrated
maestro, who had arrived incognito,
hastened to thank him for the favor
he had conferred upon us, and,also, to
otter him the hospitality of his hou e
during his stay in our town. The
Man in Blue at tirst refused, then hes
itated, and finally accepted my lather’s
pressing invitation.
For out week we surrounded hint
wiih e\ e»\ attention, a: and lie, by bis
; gentle manners,and genius,! soon won
"otir idfoCthm and aspect. But" all our
attei 'ts L i.iid out win In* was, and
whence .M. cime, proved vain; he took
do notice of cu <i: Creet liints, hnd not
<noof us and red to ; sk the question
poi?it a . He s<t himselt to work
tu teach me a great many thiugs about
the violin, ot which I was previously
ignorant, and to this curious man I
owe many of my greatest triumphs.
“ My*son,” be would say, “love mus
ic; music is the food ot the soul—tire
only possession we have on earth
which we shall still retain in heaven.”
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CARROLLTON, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, MARCH 22. 1872.
If a stranger happened to pay us a
Aist, our new friend would immediate
ly take refuge in the garden. He
liked to he alone with Karl, myself,
and his violin. One day a merchant
named Krebba arrived on business
which he had to transact with rny fa
ther, and as he entered he stumbled
against the Man in Blue, who was
making good his escape. The poor
violinist, on perceiving merchant
Rreebs, became as pale as death, and
tottered to a sent in the garden, cov.
ered with confusion, and hid his face
in his hands.
“ Well, I am sure,” said Krebbs to
my father, “you are an odd man to
lake in that creature. Why, I thought
he was in prison, or drowned, or run
over*”
You know him then ?” asked my
father, with ill disguised curiosity.
“ Know him—of course T do. Why,
his name is Beze; he is a carpenter by
trade. But, bless you. he's as mad as
a March hare. Some lime ago our
church organ was struck by lightning.
Beze came forward at once, and pro
posed to mend it gratis, provided the
parish furnished him the materials.
As he was known for a good musician
and a clever workman, our cure grant
ed his request. To work went he;
nightand day he labored for at least
six weeks. At last the organ was
mended, Beze struck a chord or so £
and it appeared better than ever. The
day arrived for the first public hear
ing of the renovated instrument; the
mayor, the notabilities—all the village,
in short, was present, and Bez« him
self did not fail to appear, attired as
usual in blue. Blue is his color. He
made some vow or other, years ago.
to the Virgin, never to wea • any other
but her colors—blue and white 1
tell you he is crazy. But t > return to
the organ. When our old organist
commenced to play upon it, not a sound
wonltL it produce—except when he
pulled the new stop oiF. Off went
the organ, wboo, tehee , and then it se‘
to squeaking and whistling like mad.
The girls began to laugh, the mayor
to swear, and the cure grew furious.
Beze is a fool—Beze is an d’ >t! IK
lias ruined the organ, cried everyone,
and soon, amid the deri-ion of the
congregation, vour friend left the
church. Strange to say, since tha <
day we have never agam seen the
creature; but our organ is completely
spoilt, and remains dumb ”
Thus spoke merchant Krebbs. 1
would hear no more, but hurried ont
to console my poor friend. I found
him beneath an apple tree, sitting all
forlorn, his face turned towards the
sinking sun. “Ah! my young friend,”
ho said, *‘do you see yon little cloud
which obscures the splendor of the
sun? So the words of a foolish man
may tarnish the fame of a genius.”
“But,” I replied, “see, the little
cloud has vanished already, and the
light ofthe sun is but the brighter for
the contrast.”
lie smiled. “ The cloud that hangs
over my tarnished name will have to
pass away soon, or it will be too late.
That organ which I constructed has a
soul within it. All mv life I have
labored to lodge mv ideal of
music within the compass of a single
instrument. I have done this. The
soul is there. But I know not howto
plsy upon theorgan, and they in their
blind rage, will not allow me to explain
to them, Oh, if I before I die but find
Sebastian Bach ! He would call to life
the soul of music that sleeping in
mv organ, and prove to the world that
Beze is neither mad, or an impostor.”
Mv kind father took no notice of
what merchant Krebbs Rad said, and
when he joined us in the garden lie
entreated Beze to play for him in the
open air. The Alan in Blme placed
for us a number of national and sitn
‘ple melodies in such a pathetic man
ner that, several times I saw tears in
mv father,s eves; at last he said, as the
musician finished: “Frond, though
vonr organ i* a failure, your violin is
trr.lv heavenly. Stay with me yet
awhile.”
‘jMv organ is not a fadurc; it is the
real triumph of mv life.”
“But no one ean play on it.”
“ One div someone will, and
then—”
“Well, we will sav no more about
it. Come, the slipper is ready.” And
he ’ed the wav in.
The next morning the Man in Bine
was gone. We were sorry at bis dis
appearance; but soon forgot all about
Tin our anxiety over the festival
which was near at hand. Ghick had
promised to come, and we were anx
ious to know with whom he would
stay. Then Bach arrived, and soon
came Graun —illustrious Graun—
whose noble mind alone inspired his
lovely melodies; and with him those
inseperable geniuses, Furch and Hass.
And Hamburgh sent us Gasman and
Teliman. Few of you have, I dare
say, ever even heard the name of these
great composers; and yet,'believe me
you are more familiar with their mel
odies than you imagine. Many of
the popular tunes yon so much admire
I have heard in my youth, fresh from
the minds of their original composers
free from the twirls and shakes clum
sily added to them to disguise their
origin.
These illustrious persons were as
simple and unostentatious in manner
as it is possible to be. They assem
bled in the Hall St. Cecilia, and I had
the privilege of assisting at their re
hearsals. I often passed hours listen
ing to their long discourses on har
mony, on keys, scales, and chords.
Sometimes one of them would call for
a draught of beer, or offer his compan
ions a bottle of Rhine wine. One
night Gluck played, for the first time,
a portion of his “ Iphigonia;” .and, on
another, Bach enchanted us by a per <
formance of his delightful preludes.
Bach, somehow or other, took a fancy
to me. He had observed the marked
attention with which I listened to mil
sic. He asked me my name, and who
my father was: and I, in answer, grow
ing bold, not only related all that con
cerned myself, but also the story of
my friend in blue.
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“An organ that no one can play I
upon 1” exclaimed this great compos
er. “Well, that is singular.”
“ But I am sure you can.”
“ Why ?”
“ Because T am certain that the
man who made the organ is a great
musician, although he*cannot play up
on it himself, and thoroughly under
stood what he was about: he plays
upon the violiu.”
“As well as I do?” asked Graun.
I hesitated, and hung mv head: I
did not dare say “ yes,” and yeti
would not say “ no.”
“ Speak up, my boy; say the truth
always, and shame the devil.”
“He plays better than yon, sir, I
think; but then he plays out in the
woods, anti music sounds better there
than in a room.”
“True, it does.”
/ “Mv masters,” sahi I, at last, after
some hesitat ion, “ will any one of you,
in vour charity, try the organ—the
vTiage is not distant—and thus justi
fy the poor man?
“I will, myself,” answered Bach,
‘on Sunday. But snv nothing about
it to any one. Only to vour friend, in
order to induce him to be present in
the church on lhat morning.”
With heartfelt thanks T gave the
illustrious composer my promise to
obey in every particular his injunct
ions.
On leaving Ihe St. Cecil a Hall that
evening (it was Friday), to mv sur
prise almost the first person T mot was
the Man in Blue. Hidden in the
courtyard of the hall he had been
listening to the music, and was in a
state of nervous enthusiasm which
quite alarmed me. T hesitated to in
form him what Bach intended to do,
but at last T did so. He received the
news in a manner that T little expected.
He made no demonstration of ioy, but
followed me in silence until we
were in a lonely part of town—a little
square, in the centre of which grew
three or four old trees. Here he
paused, and sinking on his knees pray
ed earnestly. The moon shone down
upon his uplifted face, and it seemed
almost beautiful, so great was the ex
pression it bore of earnest devotion
ad intellect. When he had finish his
prayer, he embraced me in silence, and
we parted.
Sunday arrived, and at an early
hour I started for the church of the
village of . As I traversed the
little field in front of it, I beheld, ad
vancing from the opposite side, sever
al of the professors, and amongst them
Bach. By-and-bv, as it got noised
about that some of the celebrities
were in the church, it filled to excess.
Presently, Bach mounted the organ
loft. ITow my heart beat! Mass be
gap. At the “ Ivyrie,” for the first
time, the hitherto unite instrument
gave forth s nods—but sounds oi
such heavenly sweetness that the con
gregation was_ thrilled as if by the
music of the angels. As the Mass ad
vanced the more marvelous became
the harmony, The “Agnus” was so
plaintive that I saw tears in the eyes
ofGluck, who stood by me, aiul the
“Sauetus” sounded so triumphantly
that it required but little imagination
to beleive that the Cherubim and Se
raphim were present singing their ju
bilant song of praise; “ Holy, Holy, is
the Lord God of Sabaoth."
And the Man in Blue, where was he?
By the altar, with lus face turned
toward his organ. Ilis whole counte
nance was radiant, his eyes were
bright, and a look at once ecstatic and
serene passed over lus features—a look
of such supreme happiness that his
homely features appeared absolutely
beautiful But how ethereal he look
ed !
t v _ y*.
When Mass was concluded the con
gregation passed rmtnd the porch to
see the great composers. “Longlive
Bach ! ” “ Bail to Gluck ! ” they
cried, as they recognized those popu
lar men.
But Bach held aloof. “ Lead me,”
he said, “ to that man of genius who
lias so wonderfully improved the king
of instruments.”
“ Master,” I answered, “he is in
the church ” And we re-entered the
sacred edifice together followed by
Graun. i led them to the Man in
Blue. But what a change had come
over'him! The pallor of death was
on his brow ; he had sunk back on a
bench—and when lie perceived us
vainly strove to rise. “Ah ! excuse
me, my masters. I receive you very
badly ; but I am not well—the joy has
killed me. lam dying, gentlemen, of
j°y ”
They raised him between them. I
ran for the priest, and to doors, which
I shut, to prevent the entrance of any
intruders.
“ Master, whilst I confess, play to
me,” he said to Bach.
Bach, seeing that mortal aid was
useless, left us and went up to the or
gan. Solemnly he played, lie play
ed. as he afterwards said, as he never
had done before or since. The priest
arrived, and Graun and I knelt down
whilst the Man in Blue received the
last sacraments of the church. Wnen
this pious act was accomplished we
went nearer to him. He took my
baud, and Graun rested his head upon
his breast. Solemnly the music stole
through the silent church ; solemnly
the sunlight streamed through the
stained windows and the Angel of
Death stood within the temple of God.
“ I am very hapy,” murmured the
dying man, permit me to rest my
dying head upon his bosom.”
To me he said, “ God bless thee,
my child—tell them I was not mad,
or an imposter. My organ had a soul.”
Graun stooped and kissed his pale
brow, and with an exquisite look of
gratitude for this act of sympathy and
respect, lie died, and the Angel of
Death winged his way to heaven,
bearing the poor carpenters soul to
God.
Theatre. —The question has been
asked ten thousand times, if “ it is any
harm to visit the theatre ? ” And il
so in what does the harm consist. This
is a question that may be left to con
science. There are many pieces so
utterly indecent that the moral sense
is shocked. To witness them is wrong
There arc others, however, in the le
gitimate drama, from which no harm
can • result. Men read Shakspeare—
even those who stand in the pulpit,
draw from this immortal bard some of
their loitest thoughts; and the rendi
tion of his plays upon the boards can
do no more harm than rending them
at home. As we remarked, there are
many plays that should be ruled out.
They are tainted with a nameless
something that is destructive of that
delicacy which is supposed to belong
to and form a component part of our
very nature. To witness them grati
fies the grosser appetite, while it dead
ens this feeling of delicacy. On the
other hand, Richard the Third, Riche
lieu, and plays of that nature are illus
trations of cunning, courage, and
strategy. There can be no harm in
them.
The matter is one which conscience
should decide. That is a safe monitor,
and if obeyed, we shall rarely go
wrong.— Our Saturday Night.
Tiie Louisville Ledger.— The
Montgomery Advertiser says :
The expenses of the Ledger, over
and above its receipts, were “about
8800 per day or 80,000 per month—
and yet it has a very large circulation
an 1 a fair proportion of patronage.—
those who have no clear knowledge of
the internal machinery and manage
ment of a daily than that it makes its
appearance every morning and some
times fails to impress the reader with
a conviction that its “make up” is as
perfect as he Could have made it, have
just about as little knowledge of the
terrible burden that its support entails
upon its proprietors a:s they have of
the arena of the ancient alchemists.—
It, therefore, happens that men who
“see things darkly” and vainly im
magine themselves possessed of the
Genius to make a hit where others
have gone down in pecuniary ruin, rush
into the newspaper business only to
become monuments to the wisdom of
the old maxim — “ ne sutor ultra cre
pidium."
l An old traveler tells a pretty
tough story about being lost in the
woods with Ins dog, where he could
tind nothing to eat and had to cut off
the dogs tail, which he boiled for him
self and afterwards gave the dog the
bone. \\ e would rather borrow a
hundred dollars than believe that story.
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Importations of Guano for the fiscal
year ending June 30th, 1871, amount
ed to—ot Peruvian 22,079 tons, valued
at 8925,637 ; from all other counties
L2S2 valued at 5H1.581.
Corrcepondenco Carroll County Time*.
Letter From New Orleans.
We reached this citv vesterdav, aud
have spent the day in visiting the va
rious objects of interest which the
Crescent City ’’ affords. We are
now seated around the table, on board
the “Tally,” writing ktteis to
friends and chatting pleasantly of the
day’s adventures.
The trip from Ncwnan to Mobile,
was in all respects quite an entertain
ing one. Who could fail to find enjoy
ment, if not real instruction, seated in
the ladies coach, admiring the chang
ing aspect of the country, as it hurries
past the windows, with a whirl. But
those drummers! those annoying pests
to railway passengers, cramming your
hands, hats, scats *fec, lull of pictures
of turkeys, chickens, oysters, eggs,
turtles and the creeping things, just
before arriving aX a station where reg
ular meals are taken. This is simply
preparatory of what you have to en.
dure when the depot is reached. Just
imagine yourself in a crowd of negroes,
Indians, Chinaman, Frenchmen and
people of all sizes, colors, sexes and
nationalities, swinging to your bag
gage, pulling your coat and all bawl
ing in your ears, as fast and as loud
as none but an experienced drummer
can do, announcing, “ Beef,” “Sau
sages,” “Fish,” “Coffee,” “fried,’’
“ stewed,” “ boiled,” at this hotel, at
that hotel, or any where else, and you
have a faint idea, how you are served,
if you have the. misfortune, to arrive
in Montgomery at supper time, or Mo
bile at breakfast. But we had it to
endure.
Time will not allow of a description
of the large ships we saw at the
wharves on Mobile bay, the machines
for compressing cotton, or the stores
where sea-shells are kept for sale.
The most entertaining and instruc
tive part of our journey was the trip
from Mobile to New Orleans We
left Mobile at half past ten a. m. The
road is in fine condition, and the cars
the very best. It passes through a
level tract of country, along the coast,
in sight of the Gull, or its tributaries,
a greater part of the time. Some
times passing through canebreaks,
miles in extent, so dense, that nothing
could penetrate them. If you can by
an effort of the imagination place your
self on a swift moving car, passing
over a trestle or bridge two miles in
length, with water in either direction
as far as the eye can reach, and fie
quently not less than twenty-eight
ships and sailing vessels in sight, be
sides the steamboats, you will appre
ciate the statement, made by a news
paper, that the scenery along this road
is the finest in the United States.—
There are islands without number cov
ered with orange trees, palmettos,
live oaks, and cedars, with now and
then a village on the coast. There are
not many farms along this road. I
counted five alligators in the mud,
near the track.
The boat is now ready to start and
this hastily written letter must now
be brought to a close.
More anon,
T.
Let Me Turn Over.— l was a
passenger on a steamer from Panama
to San Francisco when the rush of
travel on that line was immense. We
were badly crowded and there was no
room for chairs or tables, yet we were
bound to have our game of “ old
sledge.” Baptist minister, smitten by
the lust of gold, had deserted his flock,
and occupied a sleeping place on the
cabin floor. Being a large corpulent
man, and finding him a sound sleeper
four of us squatted around him and
commenced to play on his bread stom
ach, scoring off the points of the game
on his black vest. We played for
several hours undisturbed, except by
occasional snows of uncommon force.
1 had won considerable, and one of
my oponents, Jim Doyle by name, be
coming excited at my turning up Jack,
brought down his fist on the lower
part of the parsons stomach. The
pious old gentleman was awakened
thereby, and looked up with some
surprise ; he exclaimed, “Go on with
vour game, boys; but if you are going
to pound in that manner, you had bet
terlet me turn over.”
Good Writers. —An exchange pa
per properly says: “ One of the most
important qualifications of a good wri
ter for the press, is to know what not
to write and a good editor to know
what not to print. It would bosevere
but weir deserved punishment to some
who complain that their communica
tions are mutilated by editors if they
would publish them just as they are
written with ail their errors and crudi
ties of style! A few such mortifying
exposures would ho doubt be salutarv
in curing both conceit and peevish
complaints,
Carroll Masonic Institute.
CARROLLTON, GA.
MaJ. Jno. 31. Richardson. President
§This Institution, under the* fo»G
taring care of the Masonic F rater -
acuity, regularly chartered and or
gHnized. Is deroted to the thorough
co-education of the sexea, on the
plan of the h*t modern pr act iced
tchools of Europe and America.
Spring Term. 1872, berms February lat
and ends July L7th: Fall Term begins August
Ist, and ends November 20th.
Tuition and board at reasonable ratus.
I gT Soud for circulars
F. A. ROBEK9OV,
Carpenter and Joiner,
Carrollton, Ga.
All kinds of Carpenters work done at
short notice. Patronage solicited.
J. J. PATMAN & CO.,
Carjteutors,
Neuman, Ga.,
Would respectfully inform the dtieoas of
Carrollton, and vicinity that they arc prepar
ed to do all kind of Carpenters work at
short notice and upon tic best of terms.
All communications a Idressed to them at
Newnan, will be punctually to.
MEDICAL CARD.
Dr. I. N. CHENEY,
Respectfully informs the citizens of Carroll
and adjacent counties, that he is permanently
located at Carrollton, for the purpose of Trac*
tiring Medicine. He gives special attention
to all chronic diseases of Females, iny-ro
lurns thanks to his friends for jiast jiatroDago,
and hopes, by close attention to the profes
sion, to merit the same,
Cheap Cash Grocery.
I would announce to my numerous friends
and customers, that I can still bo found at
the old stand, Northwest of the Court House,
where I am now receiving a large addition to
my stock of groceries being determined to
keep up with the times and sell
•AS CHIAP AS THE CH.APEST-
Carrollton is grow-ing and in to supply
the increased demand for
QROOHRIHS.
I have just received a largo lot of Moat
including
HAMS, SHIULDERS AND MMIH63.
Several barrels of choice
Syrup and Molasses,
Sugar, CoCVe, Fish,
Cheese of the best quality.
A largo lot of good Flour,
Choice Whiskies.
A select lot of excellent
Boots cfe SRoes>
which I think I can selj lower than any body,
and everything else usually kept in my line of
trade.
Call and see me before buying elsewhere,
and I will convince you that 1 mean exactly
what I say, or iu other words “ businesa,”
JAMES F. POPE.
Fob. 2, 1872.
Julian & Mandeville,
uggists.^
CARROLLTON, GA.
Have Jcst Received,
2000 lbs., Pure White Lead,
&J 0 gallons, Linseed Oil,
100 gallons Varnishes,
all kluda,
A LARGE STOCK
of every kind of paint and painting mate
rial, also a varied and an immense as
sortment ofD'-ugs. Chemicals, Oils,
Dyesitiff°, Window glass and
Picture glass. Putty,
Tobacco, Pipes,
Cigars, Ac.,
<&e.
\Ve have on band the largest and best a3-
sorlment of
GONFECTI3OIES AND PERF.MERY
ever offered iu th’e market.
STUD K STS
Will Gnd it to their interest to purchase
t heir Lamps, Oil, and Stationery from ts.
OardLon Soodls,
A large assortment. Onion Setts and Bat*
iocs. Fresh and Genuine. Feb. 16.
Savannah, Griffin k X. All*, Railroad
Leaves Griffin : 1 00r u
Arrive? at Newnnn 45 r M
leaves Newnan .* 7 00 a it
Arrives at Griffin 3 47 a it
Connects at Griflin with Macon and Western B.
Western & Atlantic Rail Road.
Night PiiMenger Train Outward, Through to N.
York, via. Chattanooga.
Leave Atlanta .V 10:00. p. ro
Arrive at Chattanooga 6;l<> a. m.
Night Pa*eengcr 7 rain luward from New York
Connecting at Dalton.
Leaves Chattanooga' 5:20 p. m
Arrive at Atlanta !.. ...1:44p. m.
Day Passenger I rain—Outward.
Leave Atlanta 6;<jf a. m.
Arrive at Chattanooga.... l:2t P- m.
Day Passenger Train —Inward.
Leave Cbattanoog .... ...—s:3oa.m.
Arrives at Atlanta .. .1:5(2 p. re.
Fast Line. Savannah to New Cork—Outward.
Leaves Atlanta. *:46 p. m.
Accommodation Train—lnward.
Leaves Dalton. 2:75 p. ta.
Arrives at Atlanta,. ...,I0UA) a. m.
K. B. Waircb, M. T.
Atlauta and West. Point Railroad.
DAY PAfeaiKXGSII TltAlX—( OrTWAFD)
Leaves Atlanta ..’... ....7 10a. trt.
Arrives at West Point ..11 40 a. in,
D.VY P VSSKXUKK IKAIN ( INWARD' )
Le .ves Weet Point 12 45 p. in.
Arrives at Atlanta 516 p. m.
N'CHT F.'*.EIGHT AMP PASSENGER
leaves Atlanta . BP© p. m.
ArrutAat West Point 10 45 a. m.
Leaves West Pi hit 300 p. m.
Arriw3 at Atlanta 1007 a. m.
finis If minutes f.ute: than Atlanta C-Hy rime.
NO. 12.