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VOLUME 1.1 THE EASTMAN TIMES. JS PUBLISHED WEEKLY AT Eastman, Dodge Cos., Ga., — by — * ! Jt. S. 33 UJI T O TNT . Terms— One year, $2 00 ; Six months, 41.00. All subscriptions required in advance, invariably. ** Advertising Hates. gqra IM.| OM. GM. I‘YM. f ! sToO $7 00 SIOOO9 15 00 o" “V, (5 25 |l2 00 18 00 25 00 4 I 975 ! 19 GO . v 2B 00 j * 39 00 • ' In i 2‘>Go, C4OO 1 i r or. {*■ ! 20 00 i 32 si> i 55 00 1 col. ! '35 00 I 00 00 I 80 00 j 130 00 Advertisements inserted*nt Si per square for first insertion, and 75 cents for each subsequent insertion. A square is the space of ten solid lines bre vier type. Advertisements contracted for a specified time, and discontinued before the expiration et time contracted for, will be charged for this time run at our schedule rates. Marriage and obituary notices, tributes of respect, and other kindred notices, occupying over ten lines, will be charged for as other ad vertisements. 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Sales of land, etc., by udministr dors, exec utors or guardians, are required by law to be held on the first Tuesday in the month, between the hours of 10 in the forenoon and -1 in the afternoon, at the court house door in the county in which the property is situated. Notice ot these sales must bo given in a public gazette 40 days previous to the day of sale. Notices tor the sale of personal property must be given in like manner 10 days previous to day of sale. Notices to the debtors and creditors of an estate must be published 40 days. Notice that application will be made to the Court of Ordinary for leave to sell land, Ac., must be published for two months. Citations for letters of administration, guar dianship, Ac., must be published 30 days - for lismission from administration, monthly for three months—for dismission from guardian ship, 40 days. Rules for foreclosure of mortgages must bo published monthly for four months—for estab lishing lost papers for the full space of three months—for compelling titles from executors or administrators, where bond has been given by the deceased, the full space of three months. Publication will always be continued accord ing to these, the legal requirements, unless oth erwise ordered. Professional and Business. H. W. J. HAM. | | THOMAS H. DAWSON HAM Sl DAWSON, ATTORNEYS A T LA W , (Office in Court House.) EASTMAN, GEO., "Will practice in the counties of Dodge, Tel fair, Appling, Montgomery, Emanuel, Laurens and Pulaski, and elsewhere by special con tract. Feb. 14—tf ' I>XI. J. 11. LASHER, Physical! and Surgeon, Offers his professional services to4ke people of Eastman and surrounding country. Office near Gen. Foster’s house. i-iy. 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 District of Georgia, the Superior Courts of the Oconee Circuit, and all counties adjacent to the M. &B. R, li. Half fee in advance; con sultation fee reasonable. * Office in the Court House. i-iy. O. C. IIORNE, ATTORNEY AT LAW Hawkinsville, Geo. Oconee Circuit — Court Calendar 1873. and ilcox—4th Mondays, March and September. Dooly—3d Mondays, March and September. Irwin—Fridays after above. Montgomery— Thurs after Ist Mondays, April. Laurens—2d Mondays, April and Oct (and Oct. Pulaski—3d Mondays, April and October. Dodge—4th Mondays, April and October* Telfair—Thursdays after above. Jan. 31st, ly. % Selected Poetry. Tit for Tat. FP.OM THE PE HSIAN. I met a maid on yon hill side, And she was fair to see ' “Give me a kiss, fair maid,’’ I cried ; “Give me a gift,” said she. “A gift within a purse I have — The purse is in a pack ; The purse in keeping iieth safe, On my good charger’s back. “And my good charger cometh not. While on the hill I roam ; lie lith in his stall, I wot — My charger is at home. ” “ And yt-r r h/-.Gist have a hiss, .good - : r; M; Ups would give it Vtiee, But they are locked full fast, good sir—- My mother has the key. “And my good mother is not here, While on the hid I roam ; Just as your trusty steed, good sir, My mother is at home.” Wiu ii They Met. * ! The wind was damp with coming wet When J vines and blue-eved Lizzie met; ; He held a gingham o’er his head, And to the maiden thus he said : “Oh, lovely girl, my heart’s afire With love’s unquenchable desire ; May dearest one, wilt thou be mine, And join me in the grocery liner” The maid, in accents sweet replied : i “Jim, hold the umbrella more my side ; My bran new bonnet’s getting wet— I’ll marry yer, yer needn't fret.” THE TWO MORGANS. BY MAURICE F. EGAN. ‘But can’t you think of some* new young men, mamma V demanded Ethel Thurstane, stopping her monotonous one, two, three, and casting the notes of a brilliant polka right and left.— ‘l’m awfully tired of those two young doctors that come every year, who are always fighting about that poor, old Mrs. Gray—their only patient.’ ‘ Fighting , my dear V asked her mother, rebukingly. ‘Well, not exactly coining to blows. But you know very well that they al ways sit down on either vide of Mint unfortunate woman, and look dag gers al each other. 1 recollect last year I offered her a saucer of straw berries and cream ‘Don’t take them, my dear Mrs. Gray, I implore you,’ said Dr. Merlin, ‘they will certainly in jure your liver.’ ‘Very beneficial, my dear madam,’ put in Dr. Jones, ‘1 ad vise you to take a quart every day.’— The poor woman looked at me beseech ingly, so I just took a spoon, and be gan to feed her with ’em, while the two dragons watched me.’ Eleanor Dalton laughed. Mrs. Th urstane fro wned. ‘I would be obliged to 3*oll, Miss Dalton, if 3*oll would refrain from en couraging Ethel in her foolishness.— Drs. Merlin and Jones are very res pectable young men.’ ‘But, mama, I won’t have that clerk from the post-office. He’s been at every garden-party* since v*e came here. He lias a red moustache, and he d\*es his hair purple. He’s always following me about, and quoting pieces out of the Fourth Reader. I really can’t have him /’ ‘But we must, my dear. He is a nephew ot Brigadier-General Aristides Spurgeon.” Ethel screwed her face into an ex pression of deep disgust. ‘Who next ?’ asked Eleanor Dalton, nibbling the end of her pen-holder, and gazing longingly out into the sunlit garden. ‘Why, mamma, 3*ou’ve forgotten the new arrival/ ‘There arc two of them.’ ‘How delightful ! Two new men ! cried Ethel, waltzing airly around the room. ‘Are they both young? Are they botli rich ? If they are, Eleanor and 1 will divide.’ ‘Ethel !’ ‘Mamma !’ ‘Stop this nonsense ! Two Mr. Mor gans have come to Thistlewood. They are cousins, I hear. One of them has lately inherited an immense fortune from his father. But 1 cannot discover which is the rich one. They are both at the Thistlewood Hotel, and thej* register their names 11. Morgan.’ ‘lnvite them both, then,’ said Ethel, ‘and the horrid one will certainly be the rich one, for people never possess two good things/ ‘Well, Miss Eleanor, address an in vitation to each. I’ve no doubt that EASTMAN, DODGE <,X)Ij>TV, GA., W r EL‘XESDAY, JUM3 18, 187 U. we’ll be able to distinguish them when they come. Wealth always confers a certain air, 3*oll know.’ And Mrs. Thurstane rustling her volumi nous ruffles and frills, with what she meant to be ‘a certain air.’ I Eleanor Dalton hastilj* wrote the in vitations. ‘That’s all, I believe, Mres Dalton,’ said Mrs. Tnurstane, with a stately in clination of her head. ‘Come, Ethel, we must go to the dressmaker’s.’ At this moment two cards were brought in. ‘ ‘Henry Morgan’ am l ‘Herbert Mor g. lea Ethel! ’ngj over hoi. mother’s shoulder: ‘Speak of a certain person— ’ ‘Don’t be vulgar, Ethel; show them in here, John.’ Oh, Eleanor, is 1113" hair up lightly?’ cried Ethel, rushing to a mirror, and throwing a paper of caramels under the piano. ‘Oh, Eleanor, how do 1 look ? ‘As well as usual/returned Eleanor, looking composedly at Mrs. Thurstane for further orders. ‘Hadn’t you better go down and see the gardener about the decorations, Miss Dalton ? Whenever eligible male visitors came, Mrs. Thurstane always asked some similar question. Her niece, Eleanor Dalton, was in her 03ms a dangerous person. She had a beauti ful face, regular features, a clear com plexion, and an abundance of golden brown hair; with eyes, lips, and dim ples that were ever ready to break in to a smile; moreover Mrs. Thurstane had a suspicion that she could be sar castic. Ethel Thurstane was a petite, pretty brunette, continually in a butterfly like state of activity. Piquant and pretty As she looked in her well-chosen morning costume, Eleanor, in her plain, dark dross, threw her entirely into the shade. Mrs. Thurstane was well aware of tins latter fact, and she generally* pre ferred that her niece should not he present when gentlemen visitors ar rived. Eleanor rose to leave the room.— She approached the door, but only* to confront the two visitors. She hastily bowed in answer to their salutation, and made her escape into the garden. Mrs. Thurstane was a widow, but she had been twice married, and Eleanor Dalton was her first husband’s niece. When Eleanor’s parents had died, Mrs. Thurstane, thinking 1 that a well-educated young lady would be a very desirable companion for Ethel, had offered her a home. Eleanor, fear ing to go out among strangers, had accepted the offer, and she now occu pied an equivocal position between that of a governess and a maid-of-all work in the Thurstane household.— She was very weary of it all—the nev er-coating drudgery and daily insults; but to an inexperienced girl of nine teen there are few open roads to a livelihood. Mrs. Thurstane’s garden-party, on the last day* of Ma}”, was an annual event in Thistlewood. Mrs. Thurstane had given one every year since she came to the place, and she invited everybody in the neighborhood who, in her estimation, was ‘in society.’— JJer income was not large, and she ex pended eveiy cent of it; she was a hard-working woman, and she toiled for one end—that Etnel might marry a wealthy man. People envied the leading lad3* of the small town of I Thistlewood; they thought she was like the lilies ot the field; but few of them knew how diligently she worked and planned. The thirty-first of May was very near, but Eieanor forgot the prepara tions entirely, and wandered through the entensive grounds, enjoying the beaut3 r of the da3 T . Eleanor heard a step behind her on the path. It was probabl3* the old gardener. She stopped to pick the withered leaves of last 3*ear from a favorite rose-bush. ‘Donald,’ she said, without turning round, ‘shall 3*oll have cut flowers enough ? ‘Mote than enough,’ said a strong baritone voice, very unlike the thin quaver of the old gardener, ‘if you will give iye tnat superb rosebud 3*oll are to\*mg.with. Eleanc: started. One of the Mr. Morgans was smiling upon her. He was a good-looking, quietly-dressed young man; there was honesty in his eyes and firmness about his mouth, Eleanor thought, and she added, to herself— ‘They’ve monopolized the rich Mor gan, and frown the poor one on his own reson.ves. ‘I keep fie roses of this bash fin* my particular friends, .■*/„ 1 r w .. losing toward him, and thoi •* ./ ■ ov£r. - ’ ' /.’• N v ’ •“**- 7* -•' • rum aliugcToer. ‘ln that case, then, I’ll hasten to be come an acquaintaine by introducing myself as a first step toward meriting a rose from that bush. lam Herbert Morgan, and you are’—he hes'tated— ‘you are— ‘Myself.’ # ‘Miss Ethel Thurstane’s sister? ‘Not at all. But as 3*oll have gratui tously informed me that you are Mr. Morgan, you may as well tell me what are the latest, styles in the city. ‘I realty don’t know,’ lie returned, looking blank. ‘Dou‘t you get the fashion-books here ? ‘Oh, yes. But one prefers the testi mony ol an eye-witness to oceans of print. Well, he returned, all I know is that you can’t see the stage if there is a lad3* in front of 3*oll at* the theatre.’ ‘Now Mr. Morgan, 3*oll really do not mean to say that every city dame is so dazzlingly beautiful that a man can not look at anything else? Oh, no! its because of the confound edly high head-gear that is worn! Don’t blaspheme—don,t! she said, stopping her ears. 1 intend to try that style myself. Here was a chance for a compli ment, and Eleanor was not sorry that the gentleman did not take advantage of ir. v ‘lt must be very pleasant to live in a city where one can hear exquisite music, see fine pictures, and get the choisest books,’ slic continued ‘lt is pleasant, if one has plenty of money.’ ‘Your cousin must have a delightful time/ she began, and then checked herself, fearing that her observation was not in good taste. lie waited for her to finish the sen tence, and then said, ‘Yes, lie seems to enjoy life. Are you acquainted with him ?’ ‘No.’ Ethel now appeared, attended by a gentleman, who held a parasol over her head. He was the other Mr. Mor gan. Tliey came down the path in the direction of the gate. Ethel introduced both Mr. Morgans to Eleanor, while Mrs Thurstane angrily watched the proceeding from a window. Mr. Henry Morgan was handsome, tall, and distinguished-looking ; but after he bad spoken a few words, Eleanor concluded, in her hasty way, that he was careless and superficial.— His costume was rather too showy, and he seemed to be very conscious of his extremely light and tight gloves. Ethel had evideutl} 7 come to the con clusion that a man might be rich with out being horrid, for she chirped away merrily* to her tall escort ; and when the two gentlemen had taken their leave, she declared that Mr. Henry Morgan was the nicest person she had ever known ! ‘Nice' and ‘horrid’ were Miss Thurstane’s favorite adjectives. ‘There’s such a difference between those men/ said Mrs. Thurstane. Peo ple may talk about blood and all that, my dear Ethel, but there’s nothing like wealth. Ihe moment I saw those two Morgans, I knew w*hich was the rich one. Compare Mr. Henry’s perfect dress with the rather shabby attire of his cousin. That was sufficient to en lighten me.’ ‘\\ hat is the other one’s occupation?’ asked Eleanor. ‘I don't think it can possibl} 7 concern 3*oll, Miss Dalton ’ ‘Don’t be so cross, cheve maman ,’ sang Ethel, capriciously adapting her w’urds to some bars of a polka she was practising. ‘Somebody- told us —one. tw*o, three—somebody told us that he did the sketches for an illus- truted face one,' iro, three everybody would be eag-e. to see such a miracle of ue:lincss.’ ‘lndeed !’ said Eleanor. ‘I think he is better-looking than his cousin.’ ‘Do you. really?’ asked Ethel, aston ished. *1 think he's horrid. Do you really think he’s idee ?’ Eleanor did think so, and ho Had nearly the same opinion of her. All Thistlewood eagerly anticipated Mrs. Thurstane’s garden-party. Ethel and 'o \ uselessly about the house and ru . , marvellously busy in appear "\ ' t • ality doir- ; noThing.— ! Dun ng the to #uays precedn. , h the whole weight of the preparations fell on the Eleanor. The two Morgans came over, and insisted on being made useful. Mrs. Thurstane smiled complacently as she noticed that Henry Morgan was Ethel’s con stant attendant ; but she thought ‘that other fellow’ paid entirely too much at tention to Eleanor Dalton. On the evening preceding the last of May, Henry Morgan and Ethel sat a long while in the twilight, on the pi azza. Mrs. Thurstane was very angry when Eleanor offered to take out Ethel’s shawl. Herbert Morgan had remained later than usual this evening. Mrs. Thurs tane persistently stayed in the parlor. At last Herbert arose, and offering his arm to Eleanor, asked if she wouldn’t take a walk. Eleanor had been in the house all day, and she was eager for a breath of fresh air, so she consented with pleasure to his proposal. ‘The night air is deleterious,’ ob served Mrs. Thurstane, severely. ‘Shall 1 tell Ethel to come in V asked Eleanor, innocently. ‘Constitutions differ,’ was Mrs. Thurs tane’s oracular response. Herbert and Eleanor walked leisure ly down the path, talking ol the ar rangements. for to-morrow’s party.— They vouched Eleanor’s rose-bush. 'May I take a rose now ?’ asked Her bert. ‘No,’ responded Eleanor. ‘1 told you that those flowers are for my friends.’ ‘Then I am neither more or less than a friend.’ ‘Considerably less—an acquaintance of a week’s standing. 7 Eleanor laughed and tried to withdraw her hand from his arm. His tone made her wish she had not come out. ‘Well,’ he said, imprisoning her hand,- ‘l’ve something to say to you, and 1 may as well say it. Iha ven’t time to beat around the bush, for I’ll have to leave Thistlewood on business of im portance the day after to-morrow.— After the first day I met you I determ ined that if you wouldn’t be Mrs. Her bert Morgan, nobody ever should.’ ‘A very foolish determination, 7 said Eleanor, demurely, though feeling very glad. ‘Answer me, Eleanor Dalton. Will you be my wife V ‘Good gracious ! llow ridiculously sudden ! 7 ‘Now or never. If you will not be my wife, 1 will never marry anybody !’ ‘Bachelors are generally saltish, 7 said Eleanor, musingly, ‘and if I thought the sacrifice of my inclinations would preserve you from selfishness, I’d ;eay— 7 ‘Yes V ‘l’d say,’ composedly continued Elea nor, ‘that I’d think about it.’ But before he returned with her to the house lie had obtained the answer that he wanted, and these two straight forward, matter-of-fact people had in half an hour’s time been made liappv. As they stole into the dimly-lighted parlor, they saw Henry Morgan and Ethel standing near Mrs. Thurstane’s seat. Ethel seemed to be divided be tween smiles and tears. ‘Mamma, 7 she was saying in her sweet, chirping voice, ‘dear Harry asked me if I would love him always and be his wife. I said I would. Mrs. Thurstane drew out her hand kerchief and wiped away some imag inary tears. ‘Bless you, my children,’ she said, softly, ‘be happy. 7 Herbert squeezed Eleanors hand. Eleanor dropped a tear iu sympathy. ‘Thank you, dear Mrs. Thurstane. I was afraid j’oifd make a fuss, 7 broke in Henry Morgan, enthusiastic in his [NUMBER gratitude. ‘And Ethel is sur that we can Hvc on a thousand dollars a | year. - ‘A thousand dollars a year! 7 repeat ed Mrs. Thurstane. ‘What do you ; mean? | ‘lndeed, Mrs. Thurstane, 7 said Har ry, earnestly, ‘I make nearly that much now, and old Mudget of the i Illustrated— /hat does this mean? 7 demanded Mrs Thurst anc in toneS sufficiently d*vp to have rivalled those of the re nowned Mrs. Siddons. Have I beeu deceived? 1 have becnj informed on • b autho. Ay. that you are worth at Hast uve Hundred thousand. ‘Oh, no, ma’am! that’s my cousin!’ said Henry, as if a matter of small importance. Mrs. Thurstane murmured the word ‘impostoi, in the lowest note on the scale; then she screamed it on the highest, and then she went into hys terics. It was quite operatic, Henry Mor gan said afterward. There was no garden-party the fol low.ng day. Mrs. Thurstane was in disposed. All Thistlewood was very sorry, of course, but all Thistlewood united in pronouncing Mrs. Thurstane an unreasonable woman. The idea of inviting people to a May-party, and then being indisposed! All Thistlewood forgave her how ever, when she made a virtue of ne cessity and gave a grand fete on the occasion of the double wedding of tho Morgan’s. She distrusts appearances now. An individual living near Royal Oak called on the Detroit chief of po lice last week, to ascertain if Detroit was going to celebrate the Fourth of July. lie was very anxious to find out, because as be explained, ‘lf yarn are going to sling powder and have a whooping old Fourth of July, I want to get a red flannel shirt and anew i?sdr of V <>ts, and come in with Sarah. Stood It Until llk Got Mad. —Tho Detroit Free Press relates an incident which occured on the return of an excursion party from ftiat city. Soon after the boat left Toledo, the steward was approached by an exci ted individual, who asked him if ho was the captain. The Steward replied in the negative, at the same time giv ing his rank. ‘Have you the power to put a man out of the cabin? 7 inquired the stran ger. ‘Well, yes, if he is disorderly, I have, 7 replied the steward. ‘Well, sir look in here and see them will you? 7 said the stranger, leading the official round to the door. The steward looked at the motley group and replied that he saw nothing out of the way. You don’t eh? Don’t you see a man in there hugging a woman? 7 ‘Well, yes,’ replied the steward; but what of that? Hasn’t a man the right to embrace his wile? 7 ‘That's what I want you to run him oft for replied the stranger, dancing around; ‘that’s my wife and I've stood it so long that I’ve got mad! 7 What Came of Giving Away an Autograph. —lt may be as well to inform all tbe readers of the Post, at once, that it is perfectly useless to ask us for our autograph. We have firmly re solved not to give it under any circumstances, and for this i eason : Some years ago we fur nished our signature and a card-photograph of ourself to a man named Muilaney, who pro fessed to have a warm affection for us. But Muilaney, instead of putting the autograph iu his collection, affixed it to a letter to the Czar of Russia, asking him to lend him ten thous and dollars on iong time. Of course he got it, and not until the Czar hinted at the subject one day, when we were playing leap-frog with him at the palace, were we aware of the trans action. It took our entire income for a month to settle the obligation. Worse than this, Mui laney began to make love to the oldest daugh ter of the Khedive of Egypt, and he sent her our photograph when he proposed. She ac cepted him instantly, of course, and her father chased us around Egypt on a dromedary for six weeks with a bowstring and yataglian, try ing to interview us upon the subject, in order to ascertain why we would not marry the girl at once. We avoided him by dodging around one of the pyramids, and left for Greece the next morning in a gunning-skiff'. So we have resolved never to ran the same risk again.— Persons who wish to look at us, can do so by calling at the office and subscribing for the pa per. — Saturday Evening Post. Tho funny man of the Danbury News—Mr. Bailey—is getting’ out a book composed of clipping's from his paper.