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■ol'. '• | 1() Carrol I CountyTiuw. PUBLISHED BY SHARPS & MEIGS, , v[ ,j>y FRIDAY MORNING. TERMS: ***' 120 „ Mvm-nt* Invariably ih Advanci. ~;r W ill be stopped at the expiration of * for unless subscription is previously t ipe ’ ' We<i llrcss of tin* subscriber is to be chang f 11,1 " , h ivc the old address as well as the * t „ prevent ini stake. 1 0D t ,r, rril . r iu town without extra charge. . .r<iou paid to anonymous coounuuica ®,Ue“„ ure responsible for everything en '' a, columns. This rule is imperative. A after subscribers name, indicates that j.B-of subscription is out. advertising rates. inviUtioß to Busiuess men to make use '''columns to further their interests, the fol °°r überal schedule for advertising has been thc « e terms will be adhered to in all cou -1,1 f r advert is. "g. or where advertisements Z.iti in Without instructions: b or le>H, $1 for the first and 50 cents Or 'i«ubsw tt * nt insertion TTy.|l m. I 3 m. 16 m. 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"Sd wide a liberal per coinage for advertising cp yourself unceasingly before the public ; and mitten not what busiuess you are engaged in, ,if iuullitjeutly and industriously pursued, a uaewii»be tt»c tttm'A—.iiuul* Metc/ianfe au;.- |nl. !■ AfterU'-a . to advertise my Iron ware free burnt*.increased with aiua*ir»gt»pidity. tor i wars past I have spgpt 0> yearly u he.-, r superior wares before the public, llad 1 b*, fa B idin advertising, I never should have possess- Ei fortune of £350,000,”—-If cLeod LtUun bir UR A iTerrising like Midas' touch, turns every tiring jold. By it yoni daring men draw millions to fircoUers.” — Aftearf Cloy. 1 Wlistaudacity is to love, and boldness to war, i skillful use of printer’s ink, is to success in «iutm "-Bucher. Without the aid of advertisements I should Vo doue nothing in my speculations. I have most complete faith in printer's ink.” Adver le is the “ royal road to business.”— Barnum. ROFE.SSION.aL & lII'SINESS CARDS Cird* under this head will be inserted at one •ll»rper line, per annum. Nocsrds will he taken for this department, at e above rates, for a lees period than one year. GEO.W. HARPER, Attorney at Law, Carrollton, Ga. CEO. W. AUSTIN Attorney at Law, Carrollton, Georgia. J. BLALOCK, Attorney at Law, Carrollton, Ga. Social attention paid to all law matters. Ml. Vi. \v. HITS, Physician and Sutgcon, Carrollton. Ga. B ' D. 1110 MASSON, Attorney at Law, Carrollton, Ga. T C. BARNES, Cun Smith and Repairer, Carrolltoji, Ga. J °- MULLENNIX, Loot and Shoe maker, Carrollton. Ga. !l s Rochester, House and Ornamental Painter, Cai rolltop Georgia. j " W - & G. W. MERRELL, Attorneys at Law, i q Carrollton, Ga. f • t attention given to claims tor prop ' eri ‘nient claims,iHoinsteads. Collec tlot* Ac. T ,C (hai ‘cl!er, Joseph L. Cobb. * ASd LBR & COBB, Attorneys at Law, j, Carropton Ga. ai -'' Bt: (*t,tloli sflf&n to all legal btisi '' " them. Office in the‘Court | tEES f | . Ear '’ ; L~cJ “ ,r F °rty Weeks, from §l4 to Can, . 81-2 10 *ls per month > * * >i*d iv in Jatmarv next. cim * 1 ' j* * !aii in anvsfflrfr.* "• REESE, A. M.. Principal. Lj I, llu;u H apply to Dr. IN. Citt-Ni»v. 1 1 ocognj, Esq. ' BIitI 4MAMIN, ,8e > Carriage At >d Ornamental Painters, *ltli rea (lecor stUve paper hanging done Moftiutlr ' HR patch. All orders to. ° T(ler * «°Rcited from Carrollton. Ftom the Aldine for March. 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.” t . i | 'if • | —: %|| { 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. * “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. O ► 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.