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VOLUME I.] THE EASTMAN TIMES. IS PUBLISHED WEEKLY AT Eastman, Dodge Cos., Ga., , * BT Re N . BURTON. Term s—One year, $2 00 ; Six months, $1 .00. All subscriptions required in advance, invariably. Advertising Rates. Sqrs 1 M. 3 M. 6 M. 12 M. 1 $4 00 $7 00 |lO 00 $l5 00 2 6 25 12 00 18 00 25 00 4 9 75 19 00 28 00 39 00 4 11 50 22 50 34 00 40 00 4 20 00 32 59 55 00 80 00 1 col. 35 00 GO (X) 80 (X) 130 00 All bills for advertising are due on the first appearance of advertisement, or when pre sented, except when otherwise contracted for. Forties handing in advertisements will please state the required time for publication, other wise they will be inserted till forbid and charged for accordingly. Transient advertisements unaccompanied by the money will receive no attention. Advertisements or Communications, to se cure an insertion the same week, should be handed in on Wednesday morning. All letters should be ndddrossed to It. S. BURTON, Publisher. Professional and linsincss. DK..I. n.I.ASIIEH, Physical! and Surgeon, Offers his professional services to the people of Eastman and surrounding country. Office near Gen. Foster’s house. 1-ly. . L, A. HALL, Attorney and Counsellor at Law, EASTMAN, GA. Will practice in the Circuit and District Courts of the United States, for the Southern Pintriet of Georgia, the Superior Courts of the Oconee Circuit, and nil counties adjacent to the M. Sc B. It. It. Half fee in advance; con-1 saltation fee reasonable. Office in the Court House. My. THOMAS H. DAY/SON, ; Attorney and Counsellor at Law, KASTMAN, GEO. I T. L. I V YLOR , Attorney at Law, T.ASTMAN, - GEORGIA. -VHA HARRELL^ DEALER IN Dry-Goods, Family Groceries, &c., keejw constantly on Land Good* of all kinds in Lis line, and is like wise prepared to do any work in tLe line of Hlacltsinitliing, And furnish to farmers, on reasonable terms, fanning implements of all kinds. He Lopes to merit a liberal share of public patronage. 1-lm. Kastman lligli School. TLe exercises of this school will begin on Tuesday, January 14th, 1873. The 1 Scholas tic Year will be divided into two sessions, as follows : Sprino Term— Six Months. Fall Term —Four months. RATES OF TUITION. Heading, writing and spelling, per month, $1.50 Common English Branches “ “ 2.00 Higher “ “ “ “ 3.00 Ancient Languages •* “ 4. 00 Louis S. Bates, Principal. CHARLIE MURRELL, DEALER IN Fine Family Groceries and Liquors, Keeps on hand Flour, Sugar, Coffoe, Tobae. o, Candles, Soap, Caned Fruits, Oysters, Candies, Cheese, Crackers, Sardines, Pepper, Spice, Starch, Potash, Powder, Shot, Caps, Ac, all of which he proposes to sell cheap for cash. 1-iy ; GUANO! GUANO!! Cotton Rale Brand, THE BEST NOW IN USE, Can bo found for sale by the Ton or Sack, by applying to J. J. ROZAR. Eastman Lodge, F. A. M. 279. The following Officers of Eastman Lodge are elected for the ensuing year : James Bishop, W. M.; R. A. Harrell, S. W. ; A. C. Page, J. W.; H. Coleman, S. D.; J. J. Rozar, J. D.; B. A. Herndon, Treaa; W. A. Morgan, Sec’y ; C. P. • Mills and C. B. Murrell Stuarts ; C. D. Parkerson, Tyler. First and third Fridays regular meetings. PEACOCK BAR. The proprietor of this well-established and highly-reputed bar begs leave to inform his nu merous friends and generous patrons that he is still at his old stand, and, as usual, prepared wiila an assorted supply of liquors of all grades, to supply their every demand. Call and see him. L. M. PEACOCK. 1 ly. dustman tTimcfi. Selected Poetry. Only a Baby. (To a little one only a year old.) Only a baby Thout any hair, . ’Cept just a little Fuz here and there. Only a baby, Name you have none— Barefooted and dimpled, Sweet little one. Only a baby, Teeth none at all; What are you good for Only to squall ? Only a baby, Just a week old— What are you here for, You little scold ? Baby’s Reply. Only a baby? Wlmt should I be ? Lots o’ big folks Been little like me. Ain’t dot any hair! ’Es I have, too ; L S’pos’n I dadn’t Dess it tood grow. Not any teeth— Wouldn’t have one ; Don't dit my dinner i Gnawin’ a bone. What am I here for ? ’At’s pretty mean ; Who’s dot a better right T ever you’ve seen? What am I dood for, Did you say ? Eber so many things Ebery day. Only a baby ; ’Es, sir, ’at’s so ; ’N if you only tood, You’d be one too. ’At’s all I have to say You’re most too old. Dess I’ll dit into bed, Toes dittin told. Ctiarcoal’s Story. I m only ( liarcoal, the blacksmith’s (log, I T gly and last growing old ; Lying in sunshine the live-long day, By the forge when tho nights are cold. I look across at the little house, The d(sr where I used to wait For a school-boy shout, a merry face, To meet me within the gate. My master, the smith, remembers, too ; L see on his grimy cheek. As no looks across at the cottage door, A pitiful, tear-drawn stre :k. lie, stooping, lays in a trembling way, His hand on my lilted head ; I look and whine, but we understand Each thinks of the school-boy dead. Prince is the tawny and handsome hound That comes with the hunting Squire, Smooth and well-fed, with a stable-bed, And a place by the kitchen tire. The Squire is going away, he said ; He waited an hour to-day, While my moster carefully shod his mare In his slow, old-fashioned way. I heard him say, with an oath or two, “Put an end to that sorry cur ; Better buy my Prince, he’s a noble beast,” I heard, but I dare not stir ; For I knew I was only a worn-out thing, Not bright, like the tawny hound, And I felt I would gladly go and die, On a short, new graveyard mound. “sVell. Squire,” the brawny arm rose and fell, The sparks from the anvil flew— “l s’pose the critter that’s laying there Is not much account to you. But while I live and can earn his keep, Old Charcoal and I won’t part ; For, Squire, 1 really think sometimes That dog has a human heart. “My little Jacky, he loved him so, And Jacky he’s gone, you see; And so it appears as if Charcoal knows That lie’s more than folks to me,” The Squire is gone with his horse and hound, And master and I still wait Together, at and side by side go in At night through the lonely gate. But by-and-by one must go alone—- One only be left of three To pass the gate and the cottage door— Alas ! if it should be me! Sudden Appearance of a Supposed Dead Man. —John Spicer, of Brooklyn, iN. Y. f died some time ago, leaving a large estate. Elizabeth Spicer ap pears and brings suit for $40,’000 dower in the estate, claiming that by reason of a secret marrage with the deceased, Spicer, she was entitled to that amount. Upon her examination in court she sta ted that she was born in Maine, but went to Boston to live, where she met and married Hugh P. Miller, who af terwards desserted her, went to sea and died; she then married a man by the name of Bell, for which Bell was convicted of bigamy; she stated that she then married John Spicer. As Mrs. Spicer descended from the stand Mr. Spicer’s lawyer arose and, in a loud voice, called the name of Hugh P. Miller. Mrs. Spicer stood amazed and overwhelmed with confusion. Her counsel were thunderstruck, and all the audience arose and viewed the old man, who answered to his name. Mr. Miller stated that he was the deserted party, and after the desertion he went to sea and returned, and now resides in Worcester, Mass. EASTMAN, DODGE COUNTY, GA., FRIDAY, JAN. 31, 1873. Worth Reading. Mr. editor : Below you will find a capital address by E. Dodge of New York, one of the noblest Chris tian gentlemen of the age. Of immense wealth, liis benefactions last year are said to have amounted to a quarter of a million of dollars. Though over whelmed with business, he finds time to do a vast deal of Christian work, lie is a splendid model for Christian men of business, and for the few among us who are men of wcatlh. C. W. L. I sec before me to night a company of Christians who arc determined to do all the y can for Christ, each asking, “What can I do most to advance the Master’s cause ?” I have worked with men who were marked men, thirty, forty, fifty years ago, men who labored in this country in revivals of religion. Coming into the Kingdom at a very early age, I was in revivals under Mr. Nettleton. I saw much of his work, and of the in dividuals who followed him I also •labored with Mr. Finney. He came here from Rochester, Utica,’and Troy, with the three ministers from these cities, where he had been working. In working with those revival men, I noticed one thing ; to be prepared to work for the salvation of men, you must be thoroughly convinced that men are lost, Whilfield, Tennant, the \\ esleys, Edwards, had this prevailing conviction that gave energy to all their efforts. They believed the men the}' were working for were on their way to eternal death. The great diffi culty in the way of revivals of reli gion now is that men are not educated in our churches to feel this conviction of man’s absolutely lost condition. Let there be a cry of fire to night from one of the dwellings near by. See ! there’s a woman and child in there ! That’s enough. The fireman heedless of his own life rushes into save those lives- But till him haps there is someone in that burning house,” he would not rush into danger, no arm would be nerved, no effort put forth. There is on the minds of Christian people on the community at large, an idea that in some way or other, they don’t know exactly how, men are going to be saved ! Our Saviour be lieved in the eternal damnation of the wicked, and he knew all about it. He said, “The wicked shall go away into everlasting punishment”—punish ment as everlasting as the eternity of the righteous. Unless we get an idea of what is to be lost, we cannot know what is to be saved. Jesus Christ came to seek and save the lost. God saw a ruined race in the broad road leading to everlasting death, and he so loved “us he sent his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should have everlasting life.” I have heard revival men who preached that there was no escape from hell to heaven, stigmatised “hell and damna tion preachers,” and they were such. They believed it as Jesus Christ be lieved it. When the Son of man shall come in his glory, and all the holy angels with him, then shall lie sit upon the throne of his glory, and be fore him shall be gatliered all rmtiowe, and he shall separate them one from another, as a shepherd divideth his sheep from the goats; and he shall set the sheep on his right hand, but goats on the left, Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, come ye blessed of my father, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world. Then shall he say also unto them on the left hand. Ihjpart from me, ye cursed, into ever lasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels.” When our Saviour related the para ble of the rich man and Lazarus, do you suppose he was trifling with us? The rich man said, “Send Lazarus to dip the tip end of his finger in water, to cool my tongue, for I am tormented in this flame.” Abraham answered, “There is a great gulf fixed between . us—an eternal separation.” I have felt that I could not go and try to point a soul to Christ until I was fully imbued with the thought that until saved in Christ a soul was fbrever lost. God has prescribed a remedy, that we might not perish. Oh, what a help to the lost in hell, to feel that they could ever be saved ! As I came down in the cars, I heard some professing Christians talking of the services held to-day in the church where men believe in the final restitution of the wicked. They believe God is so good, that all the wicked and lost in hell will be saved. I don’t find a hint of it, as I read my Bible. We read of the worm that dieth not, of tne fire that is not quenched. Christ died, not only to open the prison door, but to open the palace gate, and give men everlasting life. Imbued with a sense of this as we look and see men perishing, we shall say, “Here am I, Lord ; send me in whatever way I can be useful to save lost sinners/ A saved sinner myself, I can declare that God desires not the death of the wicked. He says to all : “Turn ye, turn ye : why, will ye die !” And how could we know of this salvation but for this blessed book ? Many books will be recommended toy r uu, but this is the Book of books. In Scotland and England there is a great difference between their preach ers and our own They fill their scr .mons with the Bible. They follow up and strengthen every assertion with a “thus saith the Lord.” Their prayers are a chain of beautiful links ; the links are rich, choice passages of Scrip ture. If you would do good as lay preachers, have your hearts filled with love for souls, with a sense of their lost condition, and have your mouth filled with arguments drawn from God’s Holy Word. In my childhood it was the custom to commit portions of Scripture to memory. 1 bless God for it, and I owe under God very much to the study of the Shorter Catechism.— When my mother was ten years old, and when she was eighty-two she could ask and answer every question in the Shorter Catechism, and she taught it to all her children. Jt There is a greate deal in the manner in which we approach people and speak to them. There is a great deal in the voice. It is as much a man’s duty to train his voice to speak in public as to train Ids mind. Professional singers have the credit of spending years and years in training the voice, to gain power of expression and volume of voice; while young men, preparing for the greater work of preaching the Gos pel, drill the mind, and never seem to think of studying to learn the best man ner to declare what they know. When you read the Bible, you must read as though you were reading a message from God—not a common book. In 1844 I first heard Spurgeon in London; I have heard him many times since—three times last summer. I had great curiosity to know what secured him such audiences. He not only had love for souls and the conviction of their lost condition; he also was pro perly prepared to read and speak so the people could hear and understand him. When he had read the Bible and given out the hymn, I said to my com panion, “I understand it all now; Spur geon reads the Bible, full of feeling.” You say, if I should read like that, people would say, “Ho is trying to see what he can do.” You have heard a thoroughly edu cated clergyman read the hymns pray, and then preach a beautiful sermon, in such a way you felt no interest in it; and you have heard an earnest, plain man, who had a clear perception of the plan of salvation, preacli a plain sermon, and get the attention of every man, woman, and child in the house. Tou need not have a teacher of elocution by your side every time yov read; but you can practice reading the Bible and hymns aloud, in your room, out in the country as you walk, and you can acquire a clear, distinct utterance. M hen you carry the most important message in the world do you not honor thr Mastee when you try to present it in the most attractive way? The harvest is great ; the la borers are few. Multitudes arc pass ing on to eternal death Oh, if we could save one soul! Yet we must not be satisfied with that. Many go to the communion table, but never think of saving a soul. Perhaps for twenty years they have professed to serve the Master, yet in all that twenty years they have never turned a single sinner from the error of his ways. Is that the spirit of the Master? To krjow a way of escape, to escape yourself, vet see others perishing and sound no alarm! I bless God there are so many here who are ready to work in what ever way they can best serve this cause. As you go on in this work, you will not be content to save one or two, you will feel you cannot live un less God blesses your labors for souls. I recommend to you the Life and Labors of Harlan Page, lie was a plain Christian man, borne down with daily labor, and yet his whole heart and soul was bent upon the salvation of men; apd during thirty years of labor, there was not one year that he did not bring souls to Christ. Seward and Napoleon—An Un vi ritte u Chapter of the Rebellion. The death of the ex-Emperor Napol eon recalls an incident of the great Southern rebellion which has not hitherto beeen made public. It is well known that the late Emperor of the French was an active and earnest sympathizer with the South; that more than once he seriously meditated ma terial invention in its behalf; that the invasion of Mexico and the en thronement of Maximilian in the seat of the Montczumas was a part of a de liberate plot to break up the American Union. But to what lengths he pro ceeded—liow resolutely determined he was to cary his full design into execu tion-lias never been fully known out side of a narrow official circle. The story of his purpose is short but sug gestive, and was told by Mr. Seward to a few personal friends at a dinner party, among whom was the writer of this article. No one who was present will ever forget the intense earnest ness and animation of the great states man as he related the momentous inci dent. The so pregnant with eloquent meaning—so solemn and impassioned—we cannot in every in stance reproduce, but the general im port is given below : “It was,” said Mr. Seward, “in the darkest days of the rebellion. Disas ter upon disaster had befallen the Un ion armies. Treason was active and bold-fronted at Washington, in the North and in the West. Rebel em issaries and their allies were plotting against us over the Canadian borders. Our foreign relations were most criti cal. Rebel cruisers were being fitted out in British ports and sent to prey upon our commerce ; Germany was coldly neutral ; the smaller European States were indifferent spectators to the conflict ; Russia was the only friend we had among the powers of the earth. “In this desperate emergency I re ceived an autograph letter from the Emperor of the French. It was marked ‘private and confidential.’ It began with expressions oi personal regard for myself, and pain at the spectacle of the great Republic in the throes of dissolution. ‘Personally,’ said Napoleon, ‘I could wish tho cause of the Union to scceed. But the welfare of France and the force of opinion arc paramount to individual sympathies. Our commercial intersts are seriously suffering from tho prolongation of your war. My subjects appeal to me to arrest the bloody conflict. 1 must obey the voice of France at whatever cost You cannot put down the rebell ion ; embrace the earliest opportunity to make terms with the South. If you fail to do this, I shall feel compelled, in the interests of my country —in the interests of civilization—to intervene with all the power at my command.’ “I answered Napoleon’s insulting letter immediately. I said: ‘This is a family quarrel. We propose to settle it in our way in our own time. Wc do not wish the assistance of out siders ;wc will not brook interfer ence. The Amerrican Union is to be preserved. It shall be preserved if it takes twenty years to do it. The war is hardly commenced yet; the people are just beginning to warm the work. We wish to be on good terms with our neighbors—we wish especially to be on good terms with France, our ancient friend and ally. But you [NUMBER 3. must keep hands off. If you presume to interfere, we will show you what a free people battling for national ixist ence are capable of. Hitherto we have conducted the war humanely, in accordance with the codes that govern the most Christian States. Interference on your part will be the signal for a war of conquest and destruction. We will free the negroes; we will put arms in their hands, and send them forth to ravage and plunder. We will make the South a waste and a desolation, liaise a hand against us, and horrors worse than those of San Domingo will be seen from one end of the South to the other.” “The letter was sent by the first steamer. The same day I telegraphed to Thurlow Weed, Archbishop Hughes and Bishop Simpson to meet me at the Astor House the morning follow* ing. That evening I left for New York, and explained to these eminent gentlemen the object of the conference and the new danger that threatened tiie Union cause. I told them that they must at once go to Europe to la bor unoffiehdly with the Governments and lulling classes in England and on the continent, to rep remit the wick edness, danger and folly of foreign in terference. In less than a week they were on their journey, reached Europe at the most opportune moment—(Ma son and Slidell had just been seized— England was in a white heat of rage) —and did much toward convincing Europe that the proper and the only tiling to do was to leave us alone. And the mission cost the Government less than seven thousand dollars.”— San Fannciwo Bulletin , Javuary 11th. The Josh Billings Papers. KINDLING WOOD. Young man, when you havejbew sarch Webster’s Dickshionary tew find words big enuff tew convey yure meaning, yu kan make up mind that yu don’t mean much. We admire modesty in a woman for the same reason that we admire brav ery in a man. Genuine grief is like penitence, not klamerous but subdued: sorrow from the house tops and beneficence in a market place shows more ambishun than piety. It iz a great thing tew kno how tow gather figs from thistles, but phi losophy reaches it. The rcaszen why so phew people are hapy in this world iz bekausc they mistake their boddys for thare souls. We are poor not from what we need but from what we want: necissitys are not only natral, but cheap. I had rather hav a drop ov pepmint ile than a quart ef pepmint essence— I had rather drink out ova spring than to drink a hundred yards belo, for thin reazon* when I read a book it is Writ, ten by an old author whose thoughts the modern writer haz attempted tew impove bi diluting This world iz phul of heroes and heroines, and the reazon whi so many of them liv unnoticed iz because they adorn every day life and not an oca sion. All successful! flirts hav sharp eyes] One they Keep or vou one on the other phellow. '* ¥--- Vanity is called a discreditable pashun but the good things that men do can ofiencr be traccl tew their van ity than tew their virtew. Man is a highly eddicated animal- Dont never plirovesy, young man, for if yu plirovesy wrong no boddy will forgit it and if yu provhesy right no boddy will remember it. It iz a grate art tew be superior to others wihtout letting them kno it. Thar iz not only phun but virtew in a harty luff; animals cant laff and dev'’• wont. l)ont never quarrel with a loater- Skurrility iz hiz trade; yu never can make him ashamed, but he iz sure tew make yu. I hav alwus noticed that he is the best talker whose thoughts agree with our own. Adversity haz the same effect on a phool that a hornet duz on a mule— it sets them to kicking bak. A ice in the young fills us with hor ror in the old with disgust.