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Established 1850.
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If You Want to Know the Successful Merchants in Dalton Read The Citizen Advertisements.
All Home Print.
Weather Indications for the coming week for
Dalton and vicinity—Warm, light showers
then slightly colder.
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NEWS OF ALL SORTS. j
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LOrEMAN'S.
St will pay you, m Rtyle,
Quality and from a money
standpoint, a a a a a
J rade is brisk at our id tore.
We like it that way.
3or the coming week. Read them.
Remember every article Srand
JJew.
“leather Stockings” for Children,
Misses and Radies, fee (t Radies Rome
Rurnal” for the kind they are. We say
none better on earth. 15c and 85 c per
pair. Only at our store in R alt on.
She new “Pompadour ’ Puff Comb.
Pwo qualities just received. 80c and 85 c
each. Ride Combs, the small kind, 5c
per pair.
^finishing Praid, white and all col
ors. YO doz. new bunches at 5c and 10c
per bunch.
“Melba Veils.” We believe we are
the only house showing them in Ralton.
Phey are ready to put on. Plain Slack
and plain Slack Mesh with Colored Rilk
paging. JJewest thing out. City price,
50c, our price, 35c per veil.
Mew Plain White Rawns.
Mew Plain White Checked JIainsooks,
5c, 8c, and 10c pr yard.
Zephyrs, Presh, Mew and Clean, only
3c per skein.
a 00 Sails, Right Slue, Pink, White,
Preen, Mellow and Slack Rnitting Rilk,
a: 5c per Sail.
1000 yards Amoskeag Apron Sing-
hcims, the real goods, only 5 c pr yard.
Senator Lindsay’s motto is “Few
die and none resign.”
Higland Park Hotel, of Aiken,
S- C, burned Sunday. Loss
1150,000.
President D Jose Ma Reyna
Barrios, of Guatemala, has been
assasinated.
Mr. J. H. Pope, postmaster at
Goodwin, Ga., was murdered and
robbed this week.
C. C. Wimbish, colored, has
been appointed surveyor of cus
toms for Atlanta.
Gen. Longstreet’s mother-in-law
has taken possession of his home
in Gainesville. Nufsaid.
Gainesville and Cordele, Ga.,
are putting electric light plants of
one thousand lights each.
Hon. W. J. Bryan is to speak
in Rome, Ga., February 22d. A
big crowd will go from Dalton.
Two young men named Lang
died Tuesday in Camden county
from having eaten canned corned
beef.
The Anti-Quay faction of the
Republican party in Pennsylvania
have endorsed John Wannamaker
for governor.
Luetgert, the Chicago sausage
maker who boiled his wife to death
in a vat, has been found guilty
and sentenced for life.
The magnificent cathedral of
St. John the Baptist, the seat of
the Catholic church in Georgia,
burned Sunday. Loss $225,000.
Major Frank Calloway is a can
didate for clerk of the next house
of representatives. The Citizen
is for Major Callaway from first
to last.
SHOES. SHOES.
Why our Rhoe Prade just keeps im
proving. 81.50, 88.00 and 88.50.
She 3 kinds with which we believe
we head the band.
John Gafford, charged with
murdering Francis Lloyd at Green
ville, Ala., an account of which
appears elsewhere in The Citizen,
has been found guilty, and the
penalty fixed at death.
Senor Dupuy De Lome, the
* Spanish minister at Washington,
recently called President McKin
ley a “ low politician, catering to
the rabble,” in an autograph letter
to his friend, Canalejas. The
Spanish government will recall
De Lome, as he does not deny the
charge.
The news that Alfred Harper is
serinously ill in New Mexico
strikes straight home to heart of the
every newspaper man in Georgia.
If the earnest supplications of the
entire press gang of this state can
have any weight before the throne
of grace, the life of this brilliant
writer will be spared for many
years of uefulness and fame.—
Brunswick Times.
scene, and there is a sense of quiet
about the whole that is couductive
to flights of fancy and constantly
recurring memories. At the foot
of what the natives call “the
ridge,” which is pierced by a tun
nel, nestles the little town of
Tunnel Hill. A mile and a half
to the west is Buzzard Roost. Five
miles south is Dalton, from where
Sherman started to the sea, after
moving his troops across the ridge.
It was just before Sherman’s
march. There had been much
firing and cross-firing between the
troops on either side, who were
camped within a few hundred
yards of each other, and many a
soldier had been picked off by the
enemy without the melancholy
distinction of dying in battle.
Corporal William Head, whose
aged mother lived at the foot of
one of the blue hills near the foot
of Buzzard Roost, had been sta
tioned with a detail of infantry in
miserable cabin on a hillside
overlooking the mouth of the
tunnel. Their orders were brief.
Not a blue coat was to be per
mitted to pass. It was a grue
some task, but they did it well.
The sun was poising upon the top 1/11/1
of the ridge, lighting its crest with
glory, and twelve men lay dead in
the immediate vicinity of the
cabin. Corporal Head’s soldiers
were good marksmen and each
had scored a human life. The
corporal’s rifle was still loaded.
It was his turn to fire.
The golden sun was sinking
lower. There came a sound of
whistling from the glen. Corporal
Head peeped through the loophole
and started back. Instinctively
each member of the squad looked
through the little opening with a
feeling of apprehension. What
did they see? Nothing but a boy.
He was strolling along the road
side, whistling merrily as a bird,
and his long rifle was slung across
The Big Amazers.
Last week was, beyond the ghost o f a doubt,
a STAR WEEK with us. LOW PRICES
and HIGH QUALITY are a hard pair to
beat. Cold weather and amazing values
brought folks to the line, and the way we
handed out Suits and Overcoats was pleasant
to behold. We’re at it again this week, and
if you are indifferent the loss will be on you—
Baltimore Clothing Co.
“WHOM THE GODS WOULD DESTROY.
THEY FIRST MAKE
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Our big sales put us in a good humor with
the buying public, and we have decided to
“spread a few more yards of canvas on the
mizzen mast and fore-yard-arm ” to catch the
wind of trade. Our line of
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CLOTHING.
and the prices on them are the catchers for
us while they drive the tramp-schooners into
doubtful harbors or to Davy Jones’ locker.
Let us price you a suit and suit the price to
you.
A WAR STORY FROM TUNNEL HILL.
Veteran Relates an Interesting
Reminiscence.
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ax TEA SPECIAL.
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1000 Yards, Yard Wide, Soft
ln ish Bleaching, 8c quality. Until
ai1 sold, j c pr yard. Limit, 15 yards
each customer.
. Conic to
Loveman & Sons.
There is no finer scenery cn
earth than that of the mountains
of northern Georgia, says an Iowa
U "1 exchange. It is not upon a stu
pendous scale, and a veteran globe
trotter would hardly call it sublime,
but a more pleasing prospect does
not exist than the long panorama
of hills just off from the mighty
ridge about thirty miles south of
Chattanooga, ending in a burst of
glory in the cloud-capped perpen
dicular wall of Lookout mountain.
Farther and farther to the west
extend the blue terraces like
mighty billows of smoke piled one
upon the other and suddenly turn
ed to stone. A perpetual haze, as
of Indian summer, hangs over the
his shoulder after the manner of a
careless hunter. His cap was
perched on the back of his head
and he seemed oblivious to danger
But he wore a blue uniform and
the cap was a soldier’s.
The men looked at each other
apprehensively, but in silence.
The boy was passing. Would he
be allowed to escape? All eyes
were fixed on Corporal Head.
He trembled visibly, yet he fal
tered but a moment. Silently his
rifle was raised to the loophole.
There was a sharp report and
when Private Quinn gazed with
filmy eyes through the aparture he
saw the blue-coated form of a boy
lying dead in the roadway.
Slipping silently from the cabin
he ran to the spot and hurriedly
searched the body. From the
blouse of the beardless soldier he
drew a well-worn letter. Hasten
ing back he laid it at the corporal’s
feet.
Corporal Head took it in his
hand and read it mechanically.
With a scream of terror he sprang
to his feet from the position in
which he had been crouched and
cried aloud in the strength of a
manly grief.
With his own hands Corporal
Head bore the body to the cabin,
and later conveyed it to the hum
ble cottage, where his parents re
sided, less than a mile away. His
aged mother gazed with horror on
the blue cap and uniform, for to
her mind they weie a badge of in
famy. She had never seen the
boy, though he was her nephew,
but the corporal had visited him
in his northern home just before
the outbreak of the war.
He noticed the look on the face
of his good old mother, but it did
not alter his determination.
“He was a friend of mine,” was
all he said.
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A THING OF THE PAST.
We have put in and are constantly adding
new styles in our SHOE DEPARTMENT.
Nearly all of last year’s stock gone. Only a
few pair here and there, they go at cost.
What we are now putting energy into is our
NEW LINES.
The Famous Bion Shoe
is beyond the shadow of a doubt the cheapest,
best, prettiest and shapliest Shoe ever brought
to Dalton. They come in all shades of Tan.
Look at them—the sight and price will do
you good.
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entirely. We can’t do the buying and selling
too.
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is receiving our most careful attention and
we are busying our most prudent buyers with
this feature. Shipments are arriving that are
revelations to the most exacting customer.
Watch our counters, windows and shelves.
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