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VOLU3IE lg Tlii EAS'MAN times. ia ttdlisiied weekly at Eastman, Dodge Cos., Ga., BY T 1..&. F5 IT r r OTV . Term One year, $2 CO ; Six months, j 4; ). All sab eriptions in advance, invi.rudly. Advi'iti bus; £. ill os. i ,i. j 3 M. | (j M. | 12 M. [ 2 4 O') S7OO|SIOOO ;$l5 00 >" , (5 25 12 00 j IS 00 | 25 00 4 , 075 ! 10 00 ! 28 00 39 00 4';. ; 11 50 22 50 i 34 00 46 00 J ■l. 0 ; 0 j | fj;l 00 i bOOO j lO'j 0 O ; Adverb spinouts inserted at SI pa* square tor fir a iua alien, ami 75 cents tor e tch subsequent i asm Li on. A r>qu ir.j is tie sp ice of ten solid lines bre vier type. Alv riisements contracted for a specified timand dis-.-outinued before the expiration of tims contracted for, will bo charged lor the time ran at our scliedide r.ilcs. Yi rnriago and obituary notices, tributes of r p.'Ct, ae 1 otiior kindred notices, occupying <>v r tmi Idles, will be charged for as other ad verdsomonts. Adwrti umenls must take the run of tlic pv p r \vh a not contracted otherwise. All bills for advertising are duo on the first appe.v nice of advertisement, or when pre sented, except when otk rwiae contracted lor. I’ardes ban hug in advertisements will please t-t ite tii rjquirod time lor publication, otlici w •t 1 v wdl *k; ins.nod till forbid and charged torcordingly. .;i at Iv r!.i; an nits unaccompanied by the a n\ y will receive no attention. Adv.r ioar. ms or Communications, to se • •. a iiiv clioa the same week, should be hand and in on Monday morning. All 1 .tiers should be udddreased to It. 3. BURTON, Publisher. RATeJ AND RULES FOR LEGAL ADVERTISING. 8 i v ft's sal -a, per 1 .vy, $3 50 ; sheriffs mort <;a .1 ;S. J> i' 1 vy, ; tax Sales, }>. r levy, $3 ; cittdo.i for letters of achniuistr .ition, $1; cita tio.i lor 1.-tters of gu lrdiauship ; application for disaiisiiou iron adminislration, $10; up-' pli • r ’iO i ior dismission fr mi guardianship, $5 ; r plie ition for Inve to sell 1 uid v one squ ne 8 *, an ! eicii additional square, 83 ; application f r i mi Uead, 32 ; notice to debtors and cred itor >, ; laid sales v lst square , and each ad dit ai 1 aqa.n-e, s}: sale of perishable prop er. y, p.r squ. re, 50 ; astray nnlieee, A*iy <1 -. ./ ; a fi.ee to per oot service, $7 ; ral.-s a.", i / r . r:5 • j, f ... ;1 . ; to est ilisii it pip 13, p.r squ ue, ; rul : competing till.a, pr square, $4 ; rules to per fect si j /;ce in divorce cases, ijdO. B.das oi 1 md, etc., by a dm: aiR. rat ora, cxcc utors or gn. rdi.ius, are required by law to be i lr. id on tuo tirat Eu .-sday in the month, between I the hours oi 10 in the forenoon and 4 in the ! e ‘ raoon, .it the court housed xu in the county I in which the prqp.rty is situated. Notice oi th so sal ;s must be given in a public gazette 40 d.iVs previous to tae cl y of ss.de. Notic es tor tiie sale oi p rsonal prop* r ; y rau . be given in like manner fO days \ revicu. to day oi s le. Noticei to tuo debtors and creditors of an cut i mu-.t be published 40 and lys. .Nol .ee th it application will be mideto the Court of Or.tin ,ry l'or le .ve to sell 1 aid, Ac., ilia -, o u :ihshed lor two months. < i ,_ n 5 for letters of adminislr dion, guar els hi .c.. must be pul 1 shed 30 days for 1 is oa irom administration, monthly for tbv e oaths -for dismission lrom .guardian ship. 40 lays. lode for forech save of iikr gages must be pu .is id monthly for four months -for eatab • i.i.ng last papers ler the full space of three ia uths for compelling titles from executors c 1 a uuan.-'r dors, where bond has been given 1 .'>!••• dec . -ed, the full space o. thr id months. iin l.c iti<m will al .v ays be coniinued accord i: i ' c> th js •, the 1-gal requirements, unless oth er -visa ord r and. ProieHsiouat and Business. 11. W. J. It All. | j THOMAS H. DAWSON HAM & DAWSON, ATT 011 KEYS A T LA W , (Office in Court House.) EASTMAN, GEO., -'ill practice in the counties of Dodge, Tel lau\ A-gplai % Montgomery, Em mm l, Laurens trad Pul tski, and elsewhere by special con tract. lb. 11 ff 1)H. .J. H. L V SIIER, Pliysican and Surgeon, fuT rs his professional services to the people of Eastman and surrounding country. KTs" Office near Gen. Fester’s house. I—ly. A.* Jm-htLJLi ,dj. Attorney and Counsellor at Law, EASTMAN, GA. Will practice in the Circuit and District Courts ot the United St ides, for the Southern District of Georgia, the Superior Courts of the Oconee Circuit, and all counties adjacent h> the M. AB. It. It. Half fee in advance; con snltation fee reasonalde. Office in the Court House. t - ly. O- 1JLOI? NE, ATTORNEY AT LAW llawkixsviu.f, Geo. Oconee Circuit—Court Calendar 1873. Wd^ox—4th Mondays, M:\rcbnnd September. Dooly 3d Mondays, 51 <rch and September. E via —Fridays after above. Montgom-.ry -Thurs aft r Ist Mondays, April. Laurens -2d Mondays, April and Oct and Oct. i pul iski -- 3d Mondays, April and October. Dodge* i-4th Mondays, April and October -- vLair— r nur jdavs a- r. r aboi-c. Jan. 31gt. ly. - ' i * * Selected Poetry. Isi Blight Days Yet to Come. BY GORDON CAMPBELL. Lav, lay thy hand in mine, love, And lit us sink to rest, And bid our hearts take courage— Vftii tever comes is best. The past is passed and over. We draw near our long home; Cut, love, n hope r.maineth . Of bright deys yet to come Of bright days yet to come, love, Of bright days yet to come. What though the past was bitter, It weh:ive present peace? What reck v/e of our 1 Tors. Now that our L.bcrs cease ? Tor nt?v: his ours do hope, love, A:-; v... draw near our home, F- i sure reward d./iahh, love, lor bright days yet to come For bright days yet to come, love, . I . . bt days yet to coaae. And if the bright days come, love, Ere our life’s s rods be run, We ll praise God lor Eis mercy. 1 hat nil cur work is done. And then well wait together ‘Til fTo shall cull us home, To joy in all tae joy, love, Of bright days yet to come Of bright and iy.s yet to come, love, .love, Of bright days yet to come. BY THE EWIBMiSHT TRAIN. BY MAUitICE F. EGAN. Thorn was a tiny circular garden, Hllt'd to overflowing with pansies, ge raniums and roses* a h mse which looked like a magnified pepper-box, completely hidden lrom v .evv by mass es of hop-vine, h.mey-suokle, and the red blossoms of some flowering bean, i'he noon sun poured its hot beams over everything, mak’iiig the dusty leaves sparkle as ii some benevolent fairy had powdered them with dia mond dust. In contrast to the outside heat and -’.’hue, liuy Bhismont, sauntered along the shaded piazza in his sootless white linen suit, seemed a perfect miracle oi coolness. He was a slim, ha: ' a.w man, about thirty, with regular tea ures an •a 1 !• t nlm comp] xi. a.— Mis hair and the small waxed mu taehe he wore vied with his eyes in intense blackness. Such eyes J they spoke when their owner’s tongue was blent, and expressed whatever he in tended. He puff el lazily at a cigar, and taking his stand where the shade fell ■ larkcst, looked out on'the sun-beaten I oad. “Parbleu !’ he muttered “Wluit care 1 for heat ? Meat is my element. It is well—for doubtless I’ll have enough of it some day ’ And he I sighed sardonically. H think I’d rather enjoy a war of wit with his Sa tauie M ijestv ’ He paused an instant. ‘All! here ho comes—the young' fanner. What brings him at this hour V A young man had just rounded the corner of the nearest house, and was coming toward the Bhismont garden. A stalwart brown-faced man, with a frank, open look. lie* nodded slightly to Kuy Bhismont, and asked— __ ‘ls Miss Lose at home ?’ ‘Mademoiselle Biasm >nt is not at iiom;*/ her brother answered, slightly raising his eyebrows and playing with his mustache, to show the large dia mond that glittered on his right hand. John Brightly hesitated. He did n >t believe Ruy Bhismont’s assertion, lie distrustcdjhim too greatly to credit anything he might say; besides, he did not feel inclined to retrace bis way through the hot fields without accom plishing the end for which he bad come. His hesitation did not last long. A petite figure, clothed in some air fabric of pink and white, came hastily through the French window. It was Rose Blasmont. ‘Oh, Mr Brightly !’ she exclaimed, smiling and offering her hand. ‘I thought I heard your voice.’ ‘i understood from what your broth er said that you were not home.’ 'W hv, lie knew— ’ she began, but she had too much tact to continue. ‘I meant,’ said Ruy Blasmont, with an insolent glance at John Brightly, ‘that my sister might not ‘be at home’ to this—ahem!—gentleman. ’ John Brightly’s face flushed, but he took no other notice of the insult, for Rose laid a hand on his arm and whis pered— T'vw Ruy isn’t wr’]. IJo is--what EASTMAN, DODGE COUNTY, GA., WEDNESDAY, JULY f>, IST3. do you Americans call it ?’ ‘lnsolent,’Brightly could not uelp saying. ‘Oh, no, no ! Only a little vexed— cross. Come into the parlor. It is much cooler there. Quo vCusetes bon! Ces flours sent manifiques !’ she ex claimed, catching sight of the large cluster of water-lilies that Brightly carried in his hand. ‘Yon forget that I don’t understand French,’lie said, smiling for the first rime, as he followed her into the par lor. ‘Ah oui. What a pity! But lam so tha kbil to you, I must sing* at Mrs. Moreland’s garden-par tv to-nig’P a? ! these are the veritable flowers I love most to wear.’ ‘You told me so last evening.’ ‘And therefore 30U walked through the hot sun to bring them. How good of you !’ ‘lt was not such a great sacrifice.— This is 1113* dinner-hour, you know.— We farmers areextreniel\ T busy just at present, so I snatched sufficient time to pay you a visit.’ ‘Then 3*oll will lunch with us. Ex cuse mo for an instant, and I will pre ! pare— ’ 1 ‘No, I wish to speak to you.’ ‘strawberries and cream. Can 3mu resist the temptation ?’ she said, laugh ing and trying to escape. ‘Besides you have never tasted rny sponge cake ?’ ‘Rose,’ he said, gravely 7, ‘give me a few moments. I have something to say to you.’ Ruy Blasmont drew near the win dow, and arranged himself in a com fortable position for hearing all that might be said. Rose resumed her seat, her eyes cast down, and the col >r varying in her face. ‘T have a question to ask you, Rose. v\ lit tJ 11C ITT* wife f Ruy whispered through the lace er;. i si! Bant ‘ V-- ’ 11-jSii heard tin word, and turned pale. To her, h*r brother’s will was law. ‘lYlon’t know,’ she faltered. T can not tell. Tnoeager look on the young farm er’s face gave way to disappointment. T have been abrupt, but I thought per haps 111 at my actions had given you reason to expect that I wi.Tj ask this questi in.’ Rose was silent. ‘You think I am too impatient. I have waited a long time for this op portunity, and it may be my last chance for months I start for New York by the midnight train.’ Rose gathered up all her courage. ‘Yes, John, I promise. I wdl be .your wife whenever you choose. Ruy Blasmont angrily overturned the rustic chair on which lie had Been sitting, and entered through the win dow. ‘Ah, rues amis,’ he said, coolv smd mg. T have been an involuntary lis tener to your conversation, and par don me if 1 interrupt it, to correct a slight mistake. Monsieur Brightly, the young lady who has this instant promised to marry you, is already pledged to- another—the rich proprie tor, Monsieur Wills.’ John Brightly looked inquiringly at Rose. Rose seemed astonished—and then her color heightened, and she cried, indignantly— ‘lt is false!’ ‘lt is true. I have promised Mon sieur \\ ills that 3*0 u shall become his wife within the year. ‘Eon /’ exclaimed Rose, with a ges tuie of utter scorn. ‘By what right?’ demanded Brightly. ‘By my right as the young lady’s guardian and only relation.’ ‘I deny that any such right exists,’ cried the young farmer, passionately. ‘Take cart*, Ruy Blasmont—take care. If you attempt to force your sister— .now m3 7 promised wife—into marriage with another, I will disclose that which will place you wnere your interference will be useless. ‘lndeed !’ sneered Blasmont; but his countenance fell. ‘Good-bye, Rose,’ Raid Brightly.— •Be true to me. I will return as soon as I can. As for you, sir,’ ho contin ued, looking at Blasmont. ‘I adviso you nut f ■ try to coerce Miss B!as m mt. No doubt you re td the papers fihere has- been anew forgery. Good- j day. 5, And ’MM another good-bye to Rose, he left the room, and walked down the garden path. Ripy B! isfnont went to his room, mut tering imprecations in an undertone. Rose sat down in the parlor, lost in thought. 'fne plasmonts, brother and sister, had cot;? from France about tw > 3 7 oars pr wiousqv, and taken the small cottage,-not fa? from M jorlau 1. R ;$c tang’ii'F 7 ; > m and tnn do in the- ~gg '•*, b r g in .pm and in one or, tv • boarding-schools in the town. She had made herself a general favorite; her musical education had been thor ough, and her services were in demand and well remunerated. She was a pretty, tru ‘-hearted little lady, who did her duty, and triad to make every body around her happy. She regard ed her brother as a hero. He was her ideal. For him she would h ive worked until she died; and he would have made no objection People won j dered where all his fast horses and champagne suppers came from. From iiis sister’s earnings, perhaps. Some of them, but not all. He had no visi ble means of support. Moorland peo ple hoped that Rose would get married soon, if it were only to rid herself oi that scamp, her brother. Rnv Blasmont had been cast on the | world by the death of his parents j when very young. While he dissi pated his fortune in Paris, his sister had remained in lie?’ convent. One day lie found himself penniless. He needed somebody to support him. He accordingly withdrew Rose from the convent, and the two started for the the United States. Rose would see no flaw in the char acter of ner immaculate Try, until she met John Bright!} 7 . Comparing' the two men she was forced to acknowl edge FA her brother was not pci feet, j That her us selfish and insincere she had disem’ered, but that he was so ut terly bap/ as to attempt to sell her to old Mr. 7. ills, whose offer of marriage* i Rnv kuev that she had once refused, 1 I she con] i scarce) v believe And vet : • ; he had ad lotted it himself! Hot tears ; dropped gum her eyes as she thought of it. Stoop! g to pick n;Mhe water lines which b and fallen from her lap, she n - ticed an ..'en paper on the floor. U and idly, she- k and it up m i read Re words V. A a ;■ 04 ig “Beau Sir— The -man who fm*;v 1 your nan * to v eh -ck fr on ;* thousand dollars lus been traced. He is ang r neighbor V } 7 ours—Ruy Blosm yiif— The proof is certain. If you decide i to have the shatter hushed up, com * to Now York at once. II y. ad m’t come, j I will haw linn arrest* and without tic j lay- . Thomas Richards, Private delect.ve. To John Brightly, U p.,’’ Scarcely knowing wk *..t cue was do ing, RoseMunird tiie note in her haul jOn the back she saw written in lead pencil— “Telega phed to Rid.r rd ; 't proceed. ** IVill start for X w Y .••!; by midnight t 'w. J, R;’ Rose Ibasmont pacnl ih.e room p.ae and teailuss. She* rmnrri-V 1 it-.vv 1 v i how tins mate had com? there. Toe j -tems of the water lilies-were wet i when John Brightly had brought them ! in. He had pulled out his handker | chief to dry them, and Rose had recol : lected that a scrap f paper, as she thought, had fallen to the floor He shall not impoverish himself for m} 7 sale, “she said passionate!} 7 . ‘He is poor already. I know it. I will prevent this sacirfice, even though I hand Roy over to the law. I will pay him every cent—yes!’ And taking a small book from her p >eket, sir* ran her eye down a column of figures. \es—there is something. Icm pay tJonn Br.gntly part of this mono}' my brotner isas stolen. A shiver rail turough her as she spoke - tiie word Men. I liave my motiier’s jewels which Huy so often wanted to pawn, and three hundred dollars my sav ings, that I promised to give Ruy on nis fete day Yes I will pay him every sou. Ffe shall not remain poor even one dapTfoi* my sake. I will take the yoxrU ;*. np-rht by the midnight train ro New York, and on the morrow I will meet John with the whole sum.” R ise was th iroughly aroused. She was high spirted and proud, although these qualities were seldom sh >wn in Iter 01-dinary life The knowledge of her brother’s baseness was probably the bitterest expe ience that could have come to lier She felt that the hope of becoming John Brighlly’s wife must be given up. Site would never take to him a tarnished name. She hastily wrote a into to Mrs. M uv.'lan 1, by whom she had been en gaged to sing that evening, excusing, ”*•- *k L'hen !e wm?* 5 m to !*?r room and di 1 m>t reappear until in the dark ness she st tie down to the railroad station. Rose was as impatient as she was impulsive. The few minutes of wait in r in the railroad ofike seemed as many hours to her. with the knowl edge u! her brother’s crimes weighing on her heart, action seemed the only tiling that could give her relief. At last the midnight train start, u. Just as the last car left the station John Brightly appeared, running at full speed. The locomotive went on; lie was left behind. He had spent all the evening in attempting a letter for Rose. So absorbed had he been in his task tb it, In ha l not n itieed the flight of time, and hence his lateness. The next, train would be in at 4 30. The farm was at least, four miles from the station; so John Bright!}’ conclud ed that he might as well rdniain where he was. He entered the little office, which at present, was occupied by a dimly burning oil lamp and a sleep} 7 employe, and gave himself up to thought. lie looked back on the years of work, and hard struggle that he had passed, in the endeavor to buy that farm upon the hill; and when his object was almost attained—when the last installment of Fne purchase money was to be paid to the owner— Ruy Blasmont had stepped in, and by a-C vt \ <f li.a p. n, a g rpt it <t!i nw iy. Ii was very b ird. ‘And yet s 7 ia sir.ill never know it,’he thought, 1 will save her from disgrace if it costs all I have. All that afternoon Ruy Blasmont ha 1 remained in his room. He wanted money, and a large amount, too The on!\ r means of obtaining it would be t) marry Rose to a rich man. Old pompoms Mr. Wilis, the wealth} 7 man of Moorland, was the person ho had selected for Rose’s husband. Rose had r qacted him ou.ee, and then lie • r.Med to Rny. Rev hod nromised for R -a, li.wer imagining that his sister would dare oppose his hitherto all powerful will. ay B! ism mt had found that Rose '■ 11 ’; t a wdl of her own. Brightly was m the wa}’, Rrighdy and > u!11 ess, k-1 ew more about the forgery than was agreeable to the forger. Brightly /was a dang'r )u? person. Brightly would leave M mrlan 1 ly the mid night train. Parbleu! YThat can one <lo with a dangerous person? Ruy Blasmont sh owed his white teeth, arid closed his eves as if he wore afraid that they would tell the evil thought sh >wing 1 'rough th *l. He urns not aware that Rose had left the hop 40. Shortly before midnight he stood on the side of a steep embankment on to * railroad, about tw j nr!as abov-* M sorhind. His h inds were torn and bleednig He had just succeeded in r filing a huge rock upon the track. On either side of the embankment was a narrow path. Fifty feet below on one side was the river; on the other were rugged masses of clay and rock. Running along the embankment until he reached the field to the north of it. he crouched between the fence and tiie trunk of a willow-tree, and awaited the coming of the train. ‘Parbleu!’ lie muttered. Monsieur le diahle will thank rne for the cargo I’ll send him to-night. Bali! they’d die some time all the same.’ And he shrugged his shoulders. The light of fhe locomotive grows larger and larger. In another moment the train will be on the enbankment. It passes tiie field at lightning-like speed. The moon is at its full. The engineer perceives the obstruction ; but it is too late. The locum dive strikes it, leaps back, crushing in the j n -D.vsr uar, and pbmgw down the cm- [NUMBER 24 bdiikment. There are shriek# and groans from men and women and crash ing timber. The locomotive, followed by the train, plunges among the clay and rocks. At last il. falls over on its side ; and all who are alive pour from the cars. There are many wounded and many dead ; but Ruy Blasmont does not see John Brightly. He secs smother, however, and that other is his sister Rose. With her pale, still face upturned, she lies among the rocks, near the dismantled locomotive, the light from its reflector forming a halo around her. Ruy Bkuravrr.. ” *%y ’ His face becomes rigid. ‘A mistake, he says, coolly taking a revolver from the breast pocket of his cda*. ‘l’ve killed the wrong one. This time I’ll be sure.’ lie points the pistol at Ids own head and fires. The ball passes through his brain, and he falls back—a corpse. * 3*C S*C Jjc 3|£ The news of the disaster traveled quickly to Mooiland. John Brightly was among the first to reach the spot. He exerted himself nobly, tenderly caring for the wounded and reverently removing the dead. Approaching the spot where the locomotive lay, in search of more unfortunates, he re ceived an impression of horror that never left him until his dying day. He saw Rose Blasmont. He staggered and almost fell. ‘lt >se ! my Rose !’ lie gasped. ‘John !* she cried, joyfully opening her eyes. ‘Where am I ? Is it really you, John ? Then lam safe !’ She was safe and unhurt. She hud only fainted. In a dark clump of cypress trees, near the Brightly Farm, there is a marble slab. It bears the name—‘Ruy Blasmont.’ Mr. and Mrs. Brightly have forgiven him. The remembrance of his terrible crime is the only cloud in the sunlight of their happiness. [su u relay Horning Post. A B a light ci* fo r a VV i ie . • A letter dated St. Paul, Midi, June 9, Gays: Ainut two weeks ago t!ic re mains of one Carl Boetcher, of Tyrone Township, L i Suer county, were found on a hill-side, near the Minnesota riv er, a few miles from his home, from which he disappeared in the winter of 1871-72. On the inquest it was made public that a year before his death being a widower, made a strange trade with a farm hand in his employ. The man had a c mnly wife; Boetcher had a grown-up daughter; these they exchanged, Boetcher taking the man's wife and the man receiving the daughter in her place. A child was born to the younger woman, and this led to exposure and threats of prosecution. Boetcher feared ho would be sent to the penitentiary, and to escape that fate wan lored to a hill side, and there, swallowing a fatal <1 ise of poison, laid dow*n and died.— It did not appear that the woman objected to the transfer, or that either of the parties to the trade looked upon it other than a fair and proper exchange. They all came to this country from the darkest peasant life of Germanv. A book agent recently invaded a mug cottage in Pittsfield, Mass., where he found a bright-looking little woman sewing by the window. So ! he began to descant volubly on the merits of the book wnich he had for sale. This h k<>pt up for half an hour, and as the little woman made no an swer, lie concluded that he had found a customer. He handed her the pen which lie had ready for to make her subscription; whereupon, instead of putting her autograph on the list, she wrote upon a scrap of paper from her work box, “Irne defe and dnn>.” It was too much tor the disappointed man, and he evacuated the cottage without saying another word. This is just a tritie personal, but its the way they put such things out 'Vest. A St. Louis editor in speaking or a brother writer, says: “He is young yet, but he can sit at tlie desk and brush the cobwebs from the ceiling with his ears,” An Illinois editor who was enjoying himself at San Francisco when Horace P. 01 ark stopped issuing passes over tne l oion Pacific Railroad, writes to h:s wife that he is walking home for !rs liver s sake, and will arrive iw the fall or earlv sprint l o