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Established 1850. ars no. 19 4- i 4- mztn. 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. ^TTTTTTTTTTTThTMHMMTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT NEWS OF ALL SORTS. j HAUAHiiimimuuniittimuimniiinn 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 wL 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 m 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. |W ~~ " — ax TEA SPECIAL. m 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. E 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. T entirely. We can’t do the buying and selling too. m 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. . ..... iSssJSak ~