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1 HE CARROLL COUNTY TIMES. VOL. XIV. .an unsentimental lover. “What a glorious sunset and what an exquisite view! What in effable inspiration, what unuterable Ta ptiire there is in a scene like this!” Lilian Seymore murmured with enthusiasm. She was standing at the gateway of the little farmhouse garden, her pink gown gleaming against the rich green shrubbery, her yellow curls glittering in the last splendid brain of the setting sun, her charm ed eyes fixed upon a magnificent perspective of shimmeiing river and wooded hill. Her companions were iwo young mem-the one elegant and indolent and the other a robust young f<-U low with tanned and ruddy feature and with habiiiaments neither cost ly nor modi.-h. “With Ciau l Lorraine ‘let me die amid such scenes as this,’ one can say,” the girl pursues, in a voice of of ecstacy. ‘‘Du you not think so Mr. Neville?” The elegant young gentleman his cane and assumed a look of intense appreciation of the ques tion. •‘We do not all have your artistic perceptions, Miss Seymore,” he answered in flattering accents, and with a glance which insinuated so much admiration that she blushed, and her blue eves dropped. “I say, Lil,” the robust young fellow irreverently interrupted at that, moment, “don’t you feel that mosquito biting on the tip of your nose? I always dread the mosquito season—the pesky creatures afc sip-h worriment to the cows in the milking and the horses in the ploughing,” he added, as he turned at the tinkle of the tea bell and strode blitldy up the narrow plank ed walk to the farm house door. Lillian pouted as she brushed away the aggressive insect; and Mr. Neville smiled—the bland, languid insinuating smile which seemed to mean so much pitying contempt for the young fellow who had just left them and so much commisera tion for her because she happened to be betrothed to such a prosy clod. \ “There is only a step from the sublime to the ridiculous, j on know Miss Seymore,” he observed, as he lazily twirled his cane in a fastidi ous gloved hand —“and your friend has little poetry in his soul, I am afraid.” “Mai k.has eyes for nothing but his crops and his stocks. Lillian said, with another little pout. “His coarse work is a pleasure to him, and I—oh, lam beginning to hate it all.” “Poor little girl,” Mr. Neville said, as he lounged against the gateway, and bent toward her until his blonde Dundrearies touched the fair, flushed face. “You were made for brighter things. Your life might be so different if yon were not so odiously hampered. He finished so significantly’ that on the blushing cheeks the soft pink kindled to vivid crimson. “Lil ! Lil! Come in to tea. * We have flap jacks and squash,” a voice called at that moment from the farmhouse door, “and you can bring the gentleman with you.” But Mr. Neville declined tlYe in vitation. “I can partake of nothing in common with tho man whose rude yokels to burden these dainty shoulders,” he whispered impress ively as he left her. Lillian sighed as she went slowly ■ to the house. ; -“flow different Mark is,” she ' ilTeifght. “Mark has no perceptions of the beautiful and poetic he has up sentiment but any thing ’to him Tho primrose by the river b:itn A primrose is, and nothing more.” He has no sympathy with eleva 4. ting emotions, and he would make •• the suLJimest thing ridiculous ! he does have such an unrefined trick of interrupting one mal apropos ! Ido wish he would not always come hero ju-t when Mr. Neville happens to stroll this way.” But , Somehow, Mark seemed des- tined to come on just those occasions, aridas Mr Neville happened to stroll rather frequently past Ine farmhouse gate, pretty Lillian was often disturbed by the deplored in terruptions. “We very naturally feel watch ful of a treasure we know we do not deserve, and which we know another covets,” Mr Neville once remarked in his polished fashion of flattery.,. He had sauntered into the gar den, where he had espied Lillian a mong the great green bushes, her gingham sunbonnet pushed back from the charming face, her pretty fingers Emily plucking the dusters of ripened currants, which glowed like rubies j n the morning sun shine. AV by should wp covet what we I can not have?” she queried, half tentatively and half ret-entfully. For, defective as she might hers self deem Mark, much ns she might wish him different she scarcely liked another to desparage him.— lodesparage her betrothed was to deny her own taste, she reasoned. But, with girlish inconsistency, she felt a coquettish impulse to test somehow the sincerity of the vague and indirect professions made by the admirer who happened along her way so frequently ever since he had been summering at the pop ular country resort down the riv er. “Why should we covet what can never be ours?/ he repeated, with his most,meaningly tender accents. “We ought not, but we do, Miss Seymore; we do b ’cause the heart will not be controlled. Heart calls to heart, soul answers to soul by instinct and not by will, sponta neously, just as the birds pipe, each to the •other! just as the robins are singing now in the grand locust trees around us.” “And how exquisitely melodious is the singing in the fresh morning,” she murmured,her head uplifted,her blue eyes sparkling, with all her re ally poetic delight in the sweet sounds and sublime sights of nature. “What glorious exultation, what a jubilee of ecstacy, there are in the songs of the wild birds,’’she added, and then the little rhapsody ceased with a frown, a start, a stifled, shuddeiing shriek. “Lil, don’t you feel the big, fuz zy caterpillar creeping ami craw ling down your neck?’ Mark in terrupted, as he suddenly became visible just beyond the thick cur rant shrubbery. “O—oh, dear!” Lillian ejacula ted with al! the feminine, horror, supposed peculiar to that sort of event. “Why, surely, 1 am your dear— j that was settled a considerable time ; ago,’, the impcrturble Mark said, ■ as with a snap of Ids tanned fingers he dislodged the obstructive cater pillar—a huge, bristling, brownish, adherent creature which had meant to spin its cocoon within her snug I bodice, and turn itself into a chry ' salis to emerge a butterfly from her bosom. “The robins have a i prodigous appetite for the cater i pillers,” Mark continued with an • odd twitch of In’s finely moulded ! lips, and a just perceptible twinkle ’in his keen eyes; “howsoever, they i can’t catch and gorge all the pesky crawling things, greedy gluttons I though they be.” Truly, Mark had a most unlucky knack of divesting everything of the poetic. The elegant and refined Mr. 1 Neville smiled pityingly, and Lil- I lian, blushing, pouting and morti fied, dropped her basket of currants and hastily sped away. As the last gleam of the trim, ; pink gown vanished at the further end of the garden, Mark turned to his companion. “Neville,” he began, with an entire change of voice and maimer. ■ “You are not wanted here. Your I own pledged and plighted bride is waiting for you at the hotel down yonder, and you’ve no need to come dangling «nd dallying after a sim pic girl as belongs to another man. And with that incisive injunc tion, the young fellow thrust his C ARROLLTON. GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 11, 1885. hands in hi 6 pockets, resni d a serene whistle, and turned colly away. Pretty Lillian might have been pioud of her lover then, but, in stead, her foolish little heart was filled with resentment and rebelion. “He is jealous,” she thought, as she walked absently onward along a grassy path where violets and buttercups bloomed in patches of azure and gold. “But I will not be mortified by him again. He shall not come spying after me and making me ridiculous. Oh, what a wretched girl I am to be hampered by marriage promises to a clod without sympathy or feeling, when, if I were not bound, I might have the* affections of a tender and su perior gentleman like Mr. Neville.” A ith a frown and asob she flung herelf down upon the turf beneath a shadowy tree and covered her dis satisfied face with her pretty hands. How long she sat there she never knew. Before her the river wiin pled and babbled in the sunshine; tlie breezes wafted the rcsiiiuiis scent of pine and juniper and the perfume of the locust trees about her; behind her occasional hoofs and wheels stirred the gray dust of the tortuous highway. But presently she was aroused by the merry tones of two riders, with horses panting and lagging as if exhausted by a prolonged gallop up the river boulevard. Then suddenly there was a stum ble and a thud, and a shrill, scared cry, and she sprang to her feet to perceive Mr. Neville standing be side his fallen saddle-horse, which lay struggling in the stony, ascen ding road. “Ride on, my love,” he was say ing to the handsome equestrienne who accompanied him. “Ride on, and 1 shall s6on overtake you, when I have brought this unruly brute to its senses,” he muttered, as she passed on and rapidly disappeared around a curve in the hilly high lands. 'What succeeded Lillian never cared to recall; for moments, which seemed ages, she could only stare and shiver at the blows, the impre cations, the unreasoning passion which had transformed the elegant Mr. Neville into something infin itely more ignoble than any clod whom he had ever been pleased to despise. But in the midst of it all, some body grasped Ids wrist, snatched the cudgel from bis hold and tossed him aside like a feather. “Neville.” he began slowly and sternly, “we don’t pretend to be very polished and sentimental here- ( a bouts, but we do claim to he mer ciful to the beast dependent on the care of men. And so long as I have a brain to think and a tongue to speak, just so long do I mean to denounce such barbarous abuse on 1 helpless animals.” Mr. Neville adjusted his disar- 1 ranged collar and scowled at the | stalwart young fellow who bad , gathered a pile of grasses to pillow ] the head of the fallen horse, which was dead or dying —then he drew forth an immaculate handkerchief and daintily wiped his sweat from his heated visage, and so sauntered around the curve and was gone. Beneath the shadowy tree Lil lian had stood unseen and unheard by either. The little incident was a revelation to her, and her eyes brimmed with tears as she silent - ly gazed upon her lover against whom she had felt so disdainful a brief time before. “My Mark has the superior soul, the nobler heart,” she had admit ted to her contrite self. Ne'er again would she deem him without feeling. If he had a homely and humorous tiick of making the sublime seem ridiculous, he also certainly had the ability to make a possibly hu mane deed seem almost sublime. In the midst of her reflections he chanced to turn toward the shadowv tree and to see her pathet ibally regarding him. “Why, Lil, I nvent you recovered from the Caterpiller yet?” said he, noting the tears on her cheeks, and speaking in his characteristic fash ion of homely humor. Lillian sighed and pontedjas she locked her pretty hands about his arm and walked with him back tc the farmhouse. But sfir did not confess that she fiad just recovered from something rathei more humiliating thm what he had just mentioned, and that he had just regained all the fond esteem of her wayward little heart. an address. Delivered as a Lecture, by Marion P Snodgrass at the Academy of Disign, in Baltimore, Md. Gentlemen and fefttw citizens:— Ism a mar amongst men! lam the embodiment of pure Southern character. Coming from the Eas tern part of an Eastern Southern state, I am prepared to give ven some idea of south—eastern east — southernness. In the first place, we are all designers down.there. I started out disigning a plan of getting out of work. The plan worked well, too. The realm into which I cast myself was that of the artisan. I first took up carpenter ing. After following, for a while this most AUGERiferons calling I SAW that I was walking the wrong plank and rejoicED in being taken from that trade and allowed to perch upon a STILL higher Branch of ART. I was put to Inventing. Necessity was the mother of Invention at that time, but poor old mother Necessity died, and Invention took a step— mother to itself and was held down. ■ As you know a step mother will always holn a fellow down. Espe cially such a fellow as Invention, whose struggles are not sufficienti to hold him up. The greatest of my in ven LIONS was a manner to SHUN manual labor. It was art. ARTistic cherubs were furnished from my counter with innumerable striped STOCKings, Shoe button ers and lace. My STOCK, was made up from the annual share of a LEGacy of a salaried teLEG- i rapher. But a friend came to me and said, “Young man, thou art : in the wrong place,” and I left off j merchandising and threw up the | yard-stick and took up the Mahl stick—and now my friends advised me to-swap back”. (Cries of “Swap back!” “Ex change” Go back to your store,” Dang it hush,” “let up,” etc.) Gentlemen, as I see my speech is ' not appreciated, I will go, but be [ fore going, 1 will ask the gentle- 1 man with the red mustache on the first, row for a chew of tobacco.— (Bluehes by the red headed man.) (“Don’t chew.”) You don’t chew, and 1 don’t chews to be left in hostile hands, so I'll get up, soar over the waters of the pool’s calm sea, graze in the quiet pastures of the Alps, wipe the sweat from my brow, cast an insinuation at a blind mule,remove the dilapidated linen from the shrub bery, and then paint a realistic picture of Gabriel with his old tin horn. Goodbye. NEWS AND OPINIONS. Gathered, from our Neighbors of the Press. Over the State. The Meriwether Vindicator has donned a new dress and is much improved every way. The editor of that journal has a ready flow of wit, and the success of his paper is not at all surprising. Meriwether Vindicator’s editor complains of the bad condition of the public roads in that county. Mr. Andrew Berry, the only son of W. B. Berry, Mayor of Newnan, died suddenly the other day. Sam Jones and bam Small, the Georgia evangelists, aie catching it hot in Missouri. The former has made use of words unpleasant to the governor us that state, and the latter, who was formerly editor of the “Cracker,” an illustrated Atlanta paper, got his trunk at tached for a debt contracted as the - j editor and publisher of the journal. Sam explains, however, that he e ; I'.ad onlr a third interest in the 5 | Cracker, and his baggage has been J released under bond. a i t ' South Georgia is thinking of r coming into the race for the Gov i ernorship m the next election. She I has some very good men, and they j will not be backward in pushing their claims. It is thought that the whole . State of Georgia will take np the f prohibition question ere long. If , they have as lively a time as Al . i lanta had, some fun is nigh. Cotton seed oil manufacture is getting to be one of the greatest industries of the south, and cspec— i illy of Georgia. There is a move i moot on foot to establish a manu factory in the city of Savannah with large capital. It is probable that Moody, the evangelist will pay Atlanta a visit next Spring. Atlanta is using ev ery effort to become christianized, and the evangelists like the field. The Macon Telegraph advocates high license in that city. Why does it not come out for Prohibi tion at once. The mayor and council of East man, Ga., have refused to issue li quor license to the grog shops in that.city for the coming year. The anti-prohibitionists of At lanta have begun the fight of a con test. The claim illegality of vo ting and unconstitutionality of the election. They will get a hearing in January, when the case will be decided and the matter settled. Miss Mattie Lee Price, the fa mous Georgia electric girl, was ro mantically married at Madison,Ga., on the day after a performance ex hibiting her magnetic and clcctri- I cal powers at that city. The groom is a travelling salesman of Savan nah, of the name of Wise. They had to dodge round the old man, and their movements weie artful ! enough to evade his stern interven tion. Clarksville has a lively trade. Three good plantations sold in Buena A ista on Tuesday last at an average of less than two dollars an acre. Captain T. B. Cox, of Burke county, made one hundred gallons oi fine syrup on a little less than one acre of land, this season. It can readily be sold at sixty cents a gallon. Hie tVaycross Reporter gets af ter tiie rogue who stole his ax in touching style. The receipts and expenditures ot the city government of Rome amount to about fifty seven thous and dollars. So ire changes have taken place in the journalistic profession at Ma con. Mr. E. T. Byington, the for mer correspondent of the Atlanta Constitution from that citv takes charge cf the Macon Evening? News' editorial department, and Mr. M. M. Folsom, a newspaper correspondent of Americus, is the Constitution s Macon correspon dent. Some one is writing a series of very fine articles to the Franklin News on the early days of Heard county. He delineates old time life with the facility of a practiced writer. The Atlanta Constitution will | publish a series of articles on“ How | to make Homes Beautiful,” by Mr- L. B. Wheeler, an architect and ■ artist, of Atlanta. They will be valuable in a great degree. Mr. W. is the designer of the great I Kimball House and his reputation for knowledge of artistic matters ; is very wide. Hired Man's Poker. The other morning, as the Colo nel pat on his overcoat tv go out, his wife calmly observed: “Yon haven’t been in luck iale ly.” “In luck! How?” “How much have you dropped cn poker in the last two weeks?” He looked at her n long time and never attempted a worcLin re ply. “You’aren’t sharp,” she contin ued. Ulf 1 was’going to play po ker I’d.’play to "win. I wouldn’t pit myself against old gamblers.” “Madam,” said the Colonel af ter a painful silence, “maybe you know some poker-player who has got more cash than r keenness.—- Maybe you do?” “Weil, there’s—there’s John,the hired man,” she stammered. John has SSOO laid np, and I heard him talking .‘ about poker the other day. Why don’t you play him?” The Colonel went out without a word. When he reached the cor ner he stopped, looked carefully around, and presently turned down the side street andjinto the alley leading to his barn. John was there, engaged in his everyday du ties. ‘•John,” said the Colonel,“some one was telling roc that yon play poker.” “Well, sir, I—ah, I won’t do it any more!” “Oh, its no crime,John —no crime —but perhaps I’d better show you a few of the latest kinks in the game. I don’t want any of these stables men fleecing you.” “Thanks, sir. I’ll be a thousand times obliged.” Two hours later John entered the house and placed in the hands of tlie Colonel’s wife a package, and said: “There’s sl20 —all he had—but he'll raise another hundred tomor row!” When the Colonel came home to dinnei he seemed greatly pre* occupied in mind. At the table he said: “Doesn’t it seem 'to you that our John is rather neglecting his work?” “Why, no. He seems very atten tive?” “Well, Pye got my eye on him, and if I catch him loafing he’ll go without an hours warning!” growl ed the Colonel a3 he settled down to his coffee.—Detroit Free Press. GEMS OF THOUGHT. lis an ill thing to be ashamed of one’s poverty; but much worse not to make use of lawful endea vors to avoid it.—[Thucydides. I know of no manner of speak ing so offensive as that of giving praise, and closing it with an ex ception.- [Steele. A little praise is good for a shy temper; it teaches us to rely on the kindness of others.—[Landor. Method is the very hinge of business, and there is no method without punctuality.—[Gecil. He that blows the coals in quars rels be has nothing to do with, has no right to coinplain if the sparks fly in h;s face.—[Frnnklin. Good nature and evenness of temper will give you an easy com* panion for life; virtue and good sense an agreeable friend; love and constancy a good wife or Inis-' band.— [Spectator. 1 lie best rules to form a young man, are, to talk little, to hear much, to reflect alone upon what has passed in company, to distrust one’s own opinion and value others that deserve it.—[bir W. Temple. Whatever you would have your children become, strive to exhibit in your own lives and conversation. —[Mrs. Sigourney. Try to be something in the world and you will be something. Aim at excellence, and excellence will be attained. This is the great secret of success and eminence. “I can not do it, never accomplished anything. “I will try,” has wrought wonders.—[Hawes. The wings of a party do not nec essarily make it angelic. B® Igfi i si rt m Ira ? = §fW,-Z7 .. iJTfill y BEST TONIC. •» This medicine, combining Iron with »w« Vegetable tonics, quickly and cermNWte C urea Dv«prp.i R , s u d Weak hmm. Impure Blood, .Malaria,t hlllaaad Fever*, and Neuralgia. It is an unfailinr remedy for Diatom rs Ito Kidneys and Liver. II ts Invaluable for Diseasea yecnOat * Women, and all who lead sedentary live*. It do»>s not injure the teeth, cause beutartre A constipation— *h~r j ron £. It -nriehes and purifies the blood, st f mid a tee the appetite, aids the assimilation of stood. w I teres Heartburn and Belching, and strength* ens the muscles and nerves. For Imermittent Fevers, IjusHnde, Lack Ch* Energy, Ac., it has no equal. O- The genuine has above trade mark and crossed red lint* on w rapper. Take no otbe* S Ml,b, iroou K ( UKIICIL CO.. RaLTMOM. i’Kori>SL SAL AND LAW i'ARIM. w. 0. ADAMSON, Atto’noy JXt Law CARROLLTON, - - - GA. Promptly transacts all business confided to him. Holding the office of Judge of the ’City Cearl does not interfere with his practice in ether courts. 5-ts. s. e. grow; ~ ATTORNEY - AT - LAW. AND REAL ESTATE AGENT. M C ??’J;\! oa r. 8 negotiated on improved farme hi reasonable ratls ’ and Uara,sou counties, al nished’ t 0 lan^ B exnmiued and abstracts fin Offll c e up-stairs in tlu-’court hou«e, Carrolltoa, Ga. n J. W? Attoi-noy nt Law JCEL, - - GA., 14-17-ly. G. M . M ELR ELL, MLP.COLB. MERRELL & COLE, Successors to W W & G W Merrell Attorney's nt Xiaw, CARROLLTON, Will practice in all tie courts.— Special attention given to the business connected with the administration of estates, and other cases in the court of ordinary. Collections promptly made. Ab stracting and examining titles and records a specialty. ill also lend money on improved farms. MERRELL <& COLE. Nov. 17. 47-ts. A. J. CAMP, attorney £Xt Law VILLA RICA GA. * WM. c. HODNETT? ATT ORN E Y-AT-L A W, I ILLA RICA, - - - - GEORGIA over Dr. Slaughter’s Drug store. Prompt attention gir en to all business intrusted to him. , . W. L. FITTS, r’Uy-jioiaa cfe» SurtooM CARROLLTON, - - GEORGIA, ill, at all time?, be found at W. W. Fitts’ dra« »tore, unless professionally absent. * SS-ts * C. P. GORDON w. F. BROWN. GORDON & BROWN. ATTORNEYS-AT-LAW, CARROLLTON, GA. Vv ill practice in the various courts in this and adjoining countiei. Special attention given to suits fcr and, claims against terminated homestead estates, the adminis tration of estates, &c. BR. D. F. KNOTT Is permanently located in Car rollton and tenders his PEOFFSBIONAL SERVICES to the citizens of Carrollton ana vicinity. Office, Johnson’s Drug Store. Residence, Seminary street.l-tf. b.W.DORSEff PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON temp e, ga. Havic? permanently located at Temnle 1 roll Md.ai'Snl l "= rvlc ‘ st ° thecltTS'*./ cl" DO YOU KNOW THAT LORRILLARD’S climax PLUG TOBACCO with red-Tin Tag; Rase Leaf. Fine cut chawieo navy clippings, and black, brown and snnffi arc the best and cheapest qua lit y coLid - 13 331 y. Elxecutos‘s Sale. - p lli ** sokl beto:e the court house door in Earrodion, Carroll county. Ga.,on the first iuesday m January next, within the leral houis oi sale, tne following proper ty to-wit • Lot of land No. 252 in the 7th district of *aid county, sold as the property of W, H Taylor,, deceased, for the benefit of his heire a nd by virtue of his will. Terms, halfcash • aiance 1 jear with interest at 8 per cent JNO. W. TAYLOR) * J. L. BASKIN, \ Lxecutora. Sts NO. 50.