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By the Eagle I’viblisshing Company. VOLUME XXXVIII. HOT • WEATHER Is Here I AmlWithlt K. E. ANEOE & ED. Are showing all Kinds of Hot Weather Goods. Straw Hats, Wash Suits, Lightweight unlined Serge Suits, Neglige Shirts, Gauze Underwear. Umbrellas and Parasols, Oxford Ties and Slippers in all the latest lasts, toes and colors. Immense bne of Embroideries, Laces and Ribbons. FANS—a beautiful assortment of colors, shapes and sizes. Wash Goods, Organdies and Silks. Pattern Suits and all the new Trin mings to match. OUR GROCERY DEPARTMENT Is full of nice fresh goods, and our prices are right. Come to see us. We are glad to show | you through. R. E.ANDOE & CO.. 14 Maljti' St. Telephone O. *• HIBIISOIIIUIT, JW iWb Marble Dealers. Monumental Work of all Kinds for jg~~lg the Trade « We want to estimate 1 f lIWUQUIT T D fl all your work. ) UnlrlDu llLLti, UH. Thomas & Clark, Manufacturers of and Dealers in HARNESS, SADDLES, WHIPS, ROBES, \IV * '* Blankets and Turf Goods. Fine hand made Harness a specialty. Repairing neatly and quickly done. Thomas <& Clark. Next door below Post-office, - - - GAINESVILLE, GA. Venable & Collins Granite Co., ATLANTA, GA„ .Dealers In All American and For- Monuments, Statuary eign Granites and and Mausoleums. Marbles. Quarry Owners Blue Building Work of all and Gray Granite. descriptions. We have a fully equipped cutting and polish ing plant with the latest pneumatic tools to compete with any of the wholesale trade. OFFICE 30 and 32 Loyd St. Plant Cor. Onllatt St. & It. 11. THE GAINESVILLE EAGLE. HYNDS MFG. CO’S Midsummer Clearance Sale £ OF— * Organdies, Lawns, White Goods, Etc. ‘"J • •'** £ Our buyer leaves for Eastern markets within the next few days, and and we must reduce our heavy stocks pf order to make room for new Fall Goods. To clean them out we have decided to cut prices into HALF 1 Large line line printed Organdies and Lawns, 7c, 8c and 10c quality, cut 5c yard. Large line printed Organdies, 10c, 12 L2c and 15c quality, cut to 7 l-2c yard. Large lot Checked Nainsook 7c, 8c and 10c quality, cut to 5c yard. Large lot Checked Nainsook, better quality, 12 12c and 15c grade, cut 71 2c yard. One case White Goods, Checks and Plaids, striped, have been 10c, cut to 5c yard. One case White Goods, finer quality, 12 L2c yard. Every buyer should examine this stock without delay. Every article mentioned will prove a genuine bargain. J. G. Hynds Manufacturing Company, Retail Dep’t, corner building, Main and Broad Streets, GAINESVILLE, GEORGIA. GEORGIA RAILROAD. AND CONNECTIONS. For information as to Routes, Sched- ules and Rates, both Passenger and Freight, write to either of the undersigned. You will receive prompt reply and reliable information. JOE W. WHITE, T. P. A., A. G. JACKSON, G. P. A., Augusta. S. W. WILKES, C. F. & P. A., At lanta. H. K. NICHOLSON, G. A., Athens. W. W. HARDWICK, S. A., Macon. S. E. MAGILL, C. F. A., Macon. M. R. HUDSON, S. F. A., Milledge ville. F. W. COFFIN, S. F. & P. A., Au gusta. -The- uiimuu inunm A full line of all the best old and new varieties of Fruit Trees—Apple, Peach, Pear, Plum, Grape Vines, Raspberry and Strawberry Plants, Roses and Ornamental Shrubbery. Every tree warranted true to name. All trees sold by these Nurseries are grown in Hall county, and are thoroughly acclimated to this section. No better trees nor finer varieties can be found. Don’t order till you get our prices. Addrese, GAINESVILLE NURSERIES, Gainesville, ca. EHTtL blinhed in 1860. GAINESVILLE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, JUNE 30 1898. One case fine 36-inch Percales, Merrimacs and aocl Majestic brands, always sold for 10c and 12 l-2e, cut to 7 l-2c yard. Ladies’ Shirt Waists, 75c quality, cut to 38c each. Ladies’ Shirt Waists, $1 quality, cut to 53c. Lot Men’s Shirts, Silver brand, bosom with cuffs detached, the world over; cut to 40c. Crown brand, equal to above and better line of colors, detached cuffs, formerly sl, cut to 50c Soft bosom Negligees, standard quality, lowest ever sold before sl, cut to 50< . GOOD FRDIT TREES. There is nothing better under the sun than for a man to 'enjoy the fruits of his labor. A change of diet is essential to good health, and of all diets, fruits are the most palatable and the most healthy. Fruits were the only diet provided for Adam and Eve, and while part was forbidden them, nothing is de nied us, but we (nay feast our ap petites year in and year out, if we but judiciously select and buy trees, etc., from a well-known and strictly ieliabie Nursery—one whosn honesty and fair dealing is thoroughly estab lished in the South-Atlantic and Gulf Slates. The proof of the pudding is tast ing it; in like manner, men who bought nursery stock from the At lanta Nurseries 15 or 20 years ago, will tell you that they never patron ized a nursery that gave them better satisfaction. The Atlanta Nurstries deals not in second-hand stock ; but keeps, and has in stock now, an immense stock of fruit, ornamental and ever-green trees, small fruits, flowering shrubs ano roses, all of which have been INSPECTED BY The Entomologist Georgia State Experi ment Station, and have been found free from ALL diseases and insect pests. The salesman can not see all the people in the county this season, but he respectfully solicits the trade of the people in Hall and its frontiers make your wants known by mail, and they will receive cheerful and prompt attention. Special discounts given on all orders for 500 trees, or more than that number. P. B. SIMMONS, GAINESVILLE. CA. Salesman for the Atlanta Nurseries. To the Citizens —OF — Hall County. I have been engagaged in the real estate business here for a number of years, and have been of service to many of you in selling your prop erty. I have spent a great deal of time and some money in advertising our section and holding out induce ments to people to invest their means here and thus help themselves and us. lam now better prepared than I have ever been to aid you in SELLING your property, and to help those de siring to come among us to get what they want. I have connections with the railroads throughout the North and West that place me in direct communication with those who are looking this way for homes. I have properties of all kinds in hand for sale, but want more, so that I car give every man just what beis looking for. City property, farms, water powers, mines, and large tracts for colonies. Leave a description of your property with me and I will probably find a purchaser, as I now have inquiries for all these properties. I will sell several lots at prices ranging from S6O to SIOO, one-third cash balance one and two years at 8 per cent interest. These lots are convenient to Cotton Mill, Shoe Fac tory and Tannery. Hobbs’s Chapel on adjoining lot. They are high and dry and every one a good building; site. Go out and select your lot, then come in and close trade. C. A. DOZIER, Real Estate and Insurance, No. I,| State Bank Building, opposite Post-office. “IF I GAZE IN WOODLAND STREAMS." If I gaze in woodland streams, Thy responsive glance I see. If I seek the land of dreams, Thou art there to welcome me. If I search the farthest skies. Thou art in their quiet deeps. ’Tis the flashing of thine eyes When belated morning letups. Everywhere I meet thee thus. Dearest, it must ever be! Life nor death can sever us— In my soul I carry thee! —Arthur L. Salmon in Chambers’ Journal. A MADMAN’S SEARCH. BV CHARLES B. LEWIS. We were lying at Singapore in the brig Albatross, waiting to take on a few tons of freight for Liverpool, when an American named James Granger came aboard. He was a man in the prime of life, tall, stout and handsome, and he had a person al magnetism beyond any man I ever met. His business was with the captain at first, and he had a singu lar story to tell. He was a New York shipowner, he said, and had taken a trip to China and Japan in one of his own vessels—a brig called the Red King —for the benefit of his health. She had been cast away several months before in the China sea, and all hands lost save himself. He man aged to reach a small island, and after two weeks was taken off by a native craft and transferred to an English merchantman. A part of the island was sterile and rocky, and amid the rocks he one day found a robber's cave. There were, he contended, thousands of yards of silk and other valuable fab rics, boxes of pearls, chests of jew elry and kegs of coin. He had count ed out $200,000 in gold without counting it all, and he roughly esti mated his find to be worth $1,000,- 000. He was sure that the stuff had been hidden away for long years, and he discovered that portions had been taken from vessels which had mysteriously disappeared in the China sea years before. It was the cave of a band of Chinese pirates, and the entire band had been lost or captured at sea. He had with him two pearls, a diamond ring and sev eral gold coins as proof of his state ments. What Granger wanted was to char ter a ship-to fetch away the treas ure, and he had boarded us because he had heard that we were to dis charge cargo at Singapore and re load for Bombay. He talked with our captain for two hours, and then the chief mate was called into the cabin. The story was all gone over again, and then I was called down. No man could tell a more plausible story, nor could any one have de manded better proofs. The only weak point was that he was no mar iner and could not locate his island— that is, we knew there was no such island as he described within 200 miles of the spot where he insisted it was. Had our captain been free to char ter I think ho would have taken chances. Had the chief officer not been impatient to get home and marry and take command of a ship I am sure he would have been ready to sail a craft to the island. As nei ther would go, Granger turned to me. If our captain would release me, I was free to go, and as I under stood navigation he need have no fear that I would hit the spot aimed for. Sailors hear a good many yarns about buried treasure and pirates’ caves, and I was not ready to give an answer offhand. I agreed to let Granger have my decision next day and he went away after swearing us all to silence. Then the three of us went over his story in detail to try and satisfy ourselves. The result was that the captain said: “Well, it is the straightest story! ever heard from a castaway, and if you want to go with him Fll release you. If you get the treasure, you can quit the sea; if not, you will not have lost so very much.” Next day I gave Granger my de cision and went ashore with him. I found that he had plenty of money and was in good standing with busi ness men. He went to more pains than I demanded to prove his iden tity, and be insisted on a written contract that I was to have a gener ous share of the treasure. In the course of a week I got hold of a schooner which was for charter and ten days later had fitted her out for the voyage. I saw Mr. Granger two or three times a day during this time and grew to respect him very much. He seemed to me to be a very thor ough business man and was well spoken of by all. It was given out that our object was to search for other survivors who might have es- I caped, and as there happened to be a surplus of seamen at Singapore just then I had no trouble in secur ing a crew of first class men—all English speaking. We cleared for a port in Japan and got away with a fair wind, and during the two weeks it took us to work up to the locality of Granger’s island all went well with us. He had located the island as being about 50 miles to the east of the island of Hainan. My chart showed a clear sea for 300 miles in every direction, but in those days uncharted islands were being reported every month and it was possible that the bit of land on which he had spent a month had been missed in the surveys. I was not at all disappointed, however, when we failed to find it. W’e overhauled junk after junk to be told that no such island had ever been heard of, and-when at last I sat down with Mr. Granger to learn what we should do it struck me for 5J1.00 Per Annum in Advance. the first time that there was some thing queer about him. He did not betray the disappointment one would have expected, and I thought he glanced at me in a furtive, cun ning way. I asked him to go over his story again, and to my astonish ment he doubled on himself. He had said in the first place that his brig was bound to Japan when lost. He now declared that she was homeward bound. He got his days and dates mixed up, and if I hadn’t concluded that he was under the in fluence of liquor I should have thought him crazy As near as I could figure out from the statements he made the Red King was between the capes of Siam and the Philippine islands when caught in the typhoon and driven to the eastward. The Philippines are counted by the hun dred, large and small, and it would not have been at all strange had he landed on one of the westernmost. He agreed with me in my deduc tions, and the schooner was put about and ran to the south for three days. When we finally got among the islands, the difficulty was in locat ing the right one. Granger had been swept ashore at night. He had land ed on one side of the island and been taken off on another, fie claimed to remember certain landmarks, how ever, and for ten days we threaded our way among the islands, and he took a long and close look at each one. His queer demeanor passed away soon after our talk, and I found myself fully believing in him again. No man could have heard his story and doubted it. He went into each minute particular, and you felt certain he had passed through all he claimed, and back of all were the souvenirs he had brought away with him. It might have been on th© twelfth day of our search that we came to his island, and the find ing of it gave me a queer feeling. There were no such landmarks as he described, nor was the lay of the ground according to his description. It was a totally different island in size and appearance, but he stoutly insisted that it was the one he had come in search of. We carried deep water to within half a mile of the beach, and then the schooner’was anchored and we pulled ashore in the yawl. This was just after noon on a certain Wednes day. There would be plenty of time to overhaul the island and get the more valuable stuff aboard before dark. The schooner was snugged down and three men left aboard, and it was only when the boat was ready to set us ashore that I told the crew the nature of our errand. We had come to carry away a great treasure, instead of looking for castaway sailors, and Mr. Gran ger authorized me to say that each man might look for a handsome present in gold coin when the plun der was safe aboard. This put ev erybody in good spirits, and Gran ger’s demeanor was such that I had no doubt of beholding and handling those boxes and kegs within an hour. We landed on a sandy beach, and Granger headed into the forest with out hesitation. After walking for half an hour he began to recognize certain landmarks and said the treasure was not far oft. Just at that moment we entered a well beat en path and saw two or three goats. He had never said a word about there being goats on the island, but I did not give it more than a passing wonder. He cried out that some thing had worked into his shoe and for us to keep right on till we reach ed the rocks, and as he sat down and began unlacing his shoe we went ahead along the path. We found no rock. We found oth er paths and saw other goats, and by and by we had crossed the little is land and stood on the beach. Gran ger had not yet joined us, and after waiting 15 minutes I sent one of the men back. He had not only gone to the spot where we left the men sit ting, but as far as the beach, and he reported the yawl gone. All my sus picions were now aroused, and the crowd of us started into a run as we headed back. We reached the beach to find the yawl gone, but next mo ment we sighted her alongside the anchored schooner. As we were about to hail the craft we saw Granger and the two men descend into the boat and shove oft for the beach. His going aboard alone was a matter to wonder over, but I was thinking he might have a plausible explanation when the boat touched at a wooded point running out below us and the two men got out. We could plainly see and hear that they were forced out at the muzzle of a revolver. As *6OOO as they were clear of the boat Granger threw an oar over and began scull ing her back to the schooner, and all our shouts brought no response from him. No man but a sailor could have used that sculling oar as he did, and one and all remarked it. What sort of a trick was he play ing us? Each man asked this ques tion of another, but no one could answer. When he had returned to the schooner alone, his pretense was that he had forgotten something, but no sooner had he reached the deck than he ordered the men into the boat. As he was armed and look ed dangerous, they did not think it wise to resist. Well, here we were, eight of us, ashore on a small island and an in sane man in possession of the an chored schooner, and a council last ing an hour did not bring any satis faction. The man had firearms, and we had only our knives.’ It would have been no trick at all to swim off to the schooner but for the sharks. Look where you would, you could see their dorsal fins cutting the wa ter, and it would have been rank folly to swim 30 feet from the beach. After awhile we retired from the NUMBER 26. beach and took a tramp over ine is land. We found fresh water and fruits, but no signs that the place had ever been inhabited by man. The goats numbered fully 200, and the original pair had probably been landed by some whaler or had floated ashore from some wreck. As the weather was warm we were not so badly off, but of course we were anxious about our position. Granger was certainly insane. He could not run away with the schoon er, but he might sink her at her moorings or set her on fire. He re fused to show himself or answer our hails, and when night came I was inclined to believe that he might have committed suicide. We made our beds on the grass that night ami slept soundly enough, and when morning came and Gran ger still refused to answer our hails we began the work of building a raft to float us to the schooner. This work was carried on around the point where he had landed the men, and by noon we had knocked to gether a structure which would float at least four of us. If this raft were dragged around the point, the tide would set itdown on the schooner, but we had to wait until 10 o’clock at night to get both darkness and tide in our favor. Then I selected three men to accom pany me and started off. If Granger were on the watch, we were sure to meet with a warm reception, but crouching low on the raft we drift ed down on the schooner’s broadside and were not challenged. Five min utes after getting aboard we found him hanging by the neck in the cabin, and the state of the body proved he had been dead for hours. • Who was Granger? I discovered that he was not the New York ship owner of that name. He had been cast on an island, but the Red King was not wrecked. He had proofs with him in the shape of pearls and coins, but where was the island? He had paid a round price to charter the vessel, but seemed to have no other object in view than to trick us. He had over $5,000 in cash among his effects, and although it was turned over to the authorities at Cape Town they have never found an heir to it. We believed he had been a sea captain, but the lists showed no such man for years past. No man could say he was insane, but why did he commit suicide? A score of other questions might be asked, but they would throw no light on the mystery. I sailed the schooner back to the cape and made a report of the case, and though 20 years have passed away the real identity of the man has not been es tablished or his singular conduct ac counted for. That he was an Ameri can I am sure, and he seemed to know all about New York, but not one of the advertisements regarding him in the American papers ever brought a reply. He simply came and went and left a mystery behind him. The Origin of Tallyho. As quaint a mixture of words and interjectional cries as I have met with is in an old French cyclopedia of 1763, which gives a minute de scription of the hunter’s craft and prescribes exactly what is to be cried to the hounds under all possi ble contingencies of the chase. If the creatures understand grammar and syntax, the language could not be more accurately arranged for their ears. Sometimes we have what seem pure interjectional cries, thus, to encourage the hounds to work the huntsman is to call to them, “Ha halle, halle, halle!” while to bring them up before they are uncoupled it is prescribed that he shall call “Hau, haul” or “Hau, tahautl” and when they are uncou pled he is to change his cry to “Haul la y la la y la tayau!” a call which suggests the Norman original of the English tallyho.—Primitive Culture. The Prince and the Gambler. In Austria and Germany the army laws against gaming were and still are very strict. When the duchy of Baden was occupied by Prussian troops after their suppressing the insurrection of 1849, the officers quartered at Rastadt were warned against playing at Baden Baden. One summer evening King (then Prince) Wilhelm strolled into the gaming rooms and noticed an officer in civilian's clothes sitting at play. He had won twice on the red and was about to pick up his money when he caught sight of the ptince watching him Terror stricken, he sat quiet, not daring to reach out for his winnings. The red turned up a third and then a fourth time. As the maximum was quickly reach ed the prince touched the officer on the shoulder and said gently, “Take up your money and go, lest one of your chiefs should find you here.” Os course the soldier did not re quire to be told twice; He got out immediately. Two days later there was a review at Rastadt, during which Prince Wilhelm sighted the culprit and sent for him “Lieuten ant ,” be said, “after you went away the red turned up four times more I prevented you from win ning four times the maximum, which you would certainly have staked. You will draw on me for that amount. But take my advice— do not gamble again. ” The memoirs of an old German general w’ho lived to see his last victory at Sedan have stated as follows: “It was the kind ness of the lesson that cured me of gaming. For me it was better than a year’s imprisonment.” First Banker—What a breezy fel low your clerk is! Second Banker—Yes, but he s not responsible for any of the drafts.— Boston Courier.