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DEVOTED TO NEWS, POLITICS, XITEBATVBE, AGRICULTURE ADD GENERAL PROGRESS—INDEPENDENT IN AXE THINGS.
YOL. XIY.
For the Herald.
Things as they Are, ami not
as they Appear to be Be.
Mr. Editor. —While I believe that I
am not in the least a friend or advo
cate of any crime or misdemeanor that
is established as such, or that a healthy
casuistic probe would denonce as im
preper;—and with all the power that Ii
possess, would avoid the commission of
or abetting in any manner, all or most
all that are denominated as such;
most certainly those that are evil of
themselves, and have received the ana
thamas of Jehovah, from the earliest!
teachings of the Scriptures ; —how dis
gusting, with what provoking aversion,
and how fearfully hopeless it is to the
mind of any that wishes well for the
present and loves to prospect a great
and happy future condition of his coun
try, to know and see that the time of
the Courts of the State are taken up,
and the volumes of Reports are filled,
when they pertain to criminal matters,
by those offences that are in some in
stances of a transitory nature, and usu
ally expend their influence upon those
that are immediately engaged in their
perpetration;—to know that crimes of
giant magnitude, which entail their ef
fect and curse not only upon the living
present, but the unborn future, run un
bridled throughout the country, with
no whip whatever to lash them ' into
obedience, to the wise laws of the State;
and this aversion is more bitter, and
the heart is more despondent, when it
is known positively, and believed con
clusively, that in many instances the
Magistrates from the lowest to the
highest,are either guilty themselves, or
connive at, affiliate or encourage these
offences. To know all this, I ask, can
a callousness such as would possess the
low and sensual swine, make them in
different to,or offenders in these things?
Can not a refreshing of the mind with
the early history of the Jews, and the
plain uDeiring directions of the Al
mighty,awaken within their own breast
a disposition to avert the impending
curse, and if guilty themselves a ic
morseful feeling and a determination to
repent? And if indifferent and they
ocoupy careless and neutral positions,
can no desire for the wellfair of com
munity arouse them into energetic ac
tion ? A few steps further, probably,
will beget amalgamation, upon a more
extensive scale with all its hideous real
ities. vtod this too with the law star
ing them full in the face with its penr
alties. God grant that the filth may
be purged tram off the land. God
grant that a pure stream of integrity
and virtue may irrigate the whole
country, and hypocrisy, dishonor, corn
ruption and villainy may no longer hold
position of any character, but scourged
until it is brought into pigmy insigni
ficance instead of possessing giant pro
portions ; and may capacity and un
swerving rectitude fill all places,where
their converse now hold full sway.
A.J.S.
Growing Old.
As one travels along the road of
life they learn many unpleasant
things, but the most unpleasant
one is to discover, some fine day,
that you are growing old. Some
day you meet with a friend whom
you have not seen for years, and
while you look at him in astonish
ment, at the change the years have
made and decide that he is no lon
ger young, be grasps your hand
cordially, saying with an accent of
pity inhis voice, “Why, old friend,
you are growing old !”
Perhaps some fine June morning,
when all the world is fresh and fair,
and mother nature has donned her
brightest robes, you stand before
the glass brushing your hair, when
you spy a white thread shining on
the dark surface; a rub with the
brush fails to dislodge it, and you i
lift your hand to do so and make
the startling discovery that it has
root in your scalp. It is no thread
but one of the visible footprints of
Time— a veritable gray hair !”
This is a terrible lovclation ; but
when you sit down in thought pro
found you call to mind other things
that should have taught you the
lesson ere this. Once you were as
nimble as a chamois, could climb
Hera lit
the hills, and spring from bank to
bank across the brooks and trudge
for miles in the pursuit of youthful
pleasure. Now that you come to
think of it, such things are a weari
some task. You remember that,
along at intervals, you have been a
martyr to toothache, caused by the
gradual decay of these useful mem
bers, and upon examination you find
that the few left are in a very di
lapidated condition. You also re
member that years ago you gloried
in your strength and freedom from
all the ills to which flesh is heir,
but come to think of the present,
you recollect sundry twinges of pain
of different kinds, and also that, for
a long while, you havebeen subject
to a weakness, for which you have
taken various “tonics,” and which
you flattered yourself would, after
a while wear off; yet, instead it
has gradually increased. Last week
you purchased a pair of spectacles
for a fancied weakness of tho eyes.
Was it yesterday ! How time flies !
Why, it was ten years ago ! Some
one says that thirty is the age of
the gods ; but you are many years
older than that.
Tho first gray bair ! You turn
it over in your fingers, looking at
its whiteness, and none but yourself
and God will ever know thethoughts
that chase each other through your
busy brain; none but God and your
self will ever see tho pictures hung
on memory’s wall and which pass
in panoramic view before yon. You
remember how you started out in
life’s voung morning resolved to
achieve great things ; other men
might drone through life, but you
—why for you there is no such
word as fail. You would accom
plish all things, only there is no
need for hurry ; life was long and
plenty of time. All along through
the bright, hopeful years have held
the same idea; but now as you sit
looking at the tiny silvery thread
held between your fingers, you re
alize that it is now too late to ac
complish anything—the time left is
too short. Last evening you were
young as ever—gallantly lifted your
hat, with all the grace of old, to
some fair smiling lassie met on the
promenade, and entered heart and
soul into the project of the hand
some young fellow who gave you a
seat behind his fiery horse. Now
you come to remember tho fact,
they are both the children of your
school and class mate, who put off
jackets at the same time as did your
self.
You have forgotten that it was
only in antediluvian days that men
lived to be a thousand years old ;
that one hundred was only a boy’s
age, and that at forty, one was but
an infant. You had forgotten this,
but now you realize the truth
|“man’s life is but a span,” and you
are growing old ; in fact, one might
say you are old.
What to you are now the things
which you so prized in early years ?
What to you are love songs and
sonnets? Once you delighted in
them ; but since you come to think
of it, your opinion is that they are
all stuff nonsense. What to
you are rosy cheeks, cherry lips and
bright eyes ? Thinking over the
sentimental phaseof your existence,
you wonder if yon can be the same
individual who took such delight in
hanging over a gate talking to some
bewitching lassie—swearing vows
to he broken as soon as made. You
wonder if you are the idiot who
i twanged a guitar under this same
fair one’s window and made night
hideous, singing in a hoarse voice,
“Oft in the stilly night” and“ Come,
oh, come with me !” That was
when you were young ; but doth
you are old, and you shrug your
shoulders in congratulation that she
did not “come” with you. You
saw her last week and wondered
why she looked so old, and stout,
and rod-faccd. You thought her a
GREENESBORO’, GA., THURDSAY, JULY 31, 1879.
perfect fright. Softly, ray dear
friend, she did not feel old, but
thought you loeked dreadfully so
and wondered how she could have
“wasted her time” talking to such
a bald-headed old wretch. She, too,
had forgotten that time had not
stood still for her.
There ! as you have thought over
these things, you have twisted up
the gray hair and cast it from youi
but you can never cast away in like
manner, the truth it has impressed
upon you, and every morning you
will peer anxiously into the glass
for its mate, though a dozen cannot
shock you as this one has done.
Alas! You are growing old!
The sun'ight of life’s young morn
ing lies far, far away behind you,
and in the shadows that loom up
before you, you feel and know there
is hidden a grave. You know not
whether it lies far or near. There
is no avoiding it, and it will be
reached all too soon. Tho road
over which you are yet to march is
worse than that you have already
plodded over, for at certain stages
you lose more and more of health,
vigor and hope. Sad indeed is your
lot if, in your earthly pilgramage,
you have not laid hold of Faith and
learned to believe that earth is but
an abiding place and death is but
a transition from this to a happier
home, where one remains always
young.—Ex,
How Setli Green Became a
Fish Culturalist.
Among the interesting men of
Rochester, N. Y., is Seth Green,
the patron of fish culture in Amer
ica. lie is a broad shouldered man>
with a square seamanliko face, red
dened with the sun and good living.
He has a fine whiteboard flowing
over his chest, and he generally
wears a sort of brown velvet sacque
and drives a good horse. He is
worth $55,000, accumulated as a
fisherman.
I said to him in a few minutes
conversation we had: “Mr. Green
what put you in the notion of hatch
ing fish and restocking our streams?’
•‘I fished Lake Ontario,” he said,
•‘for about one generation. I had
one generation. I had one hundred
miles of net and one hundred hands
before I was doDe. I kept a fish
market in Rochester, and supplied
white fish, salmon, trout, pickeral,
etc., all over the country. I was a
good line fisherman, and went up
the s’reams leading into the lake to
get brook trout, salmon and other
game fish. One day when up the
stream I saw a fine female salmon,
weighing about six pounds, come
up, attended by her male and three
or four other fish. I had time to
jump behind a tree and take an ob
servation, and there I saw the sal
mon begin to scoop out a place in
the bottom of the brook with her
tail. After scooping a while she
would go off coqueltishly and then
come back, and the other fish seem
ed to help her. It occuired to me
that she was putting her spawn
down theie beyond the reach of oth
er kinds of fish. There is nothing
in the world so delightful to brook
trout as to devour salmon spawn.
**Y T ou know how salmon multiply.
Put the spawn out of sight and it
will multiply into I'ttle salmon ; let
it lie in the water and ihetvout will
eat it. I became so interested in
that incident that I got up in the
tree the next day ana made myself
a kind of seat there among the
boughs, where I could look down in
the clear water at tbo operations of
those fi c h to protect their I
made up my mind then that if I
ever got a little more money than
would keep me I would go at fish
culture. It had began in Engknd
and I began to read on it. As soon
as I had 81,200 a year more income
than my necessities I went at the
fish business and took a brook, near
Rochester, where I had five mile^
to myself, invented my hatching
boxes and started in. The only
money I have made in this business
was by the sale of tbe brook. I
made 811,000 on it.”—Exchange.
JFoi* (lie Mule.
We have been told that the best
horse on the farm is tbe mule. To this
doctrine we subscribe in full. There
never was a worse misrepresented or
more abased animal than the mule
barring some eccentricities that nature
seems to have endowed birn with,—
When you get down to business—hard,
unremitting, never-ending work ; when
you have got heavy loads to pull thro'
sticky mud, where it is necessary the
pullers should stretch themselves
against a dead load—pull the very life
out of themselves, even if the load nev
er stirs, no jumping and rearing, no
plunging or nervous action, but just an
honest, hard effort to do all that is in
him—commend us to the mule. There
is nothing deceitful about this long
eared gentleman. He is in favor of fair
p!ay—no flank movements on him.—
His rear is sacred soil and he allows
no trespass in that direction; depress
ing the banners on his head is fair
warning before he strikes. It is true
that if abused, he will get eveD if he
has to wait through long, patient years
to get a square kick at you. This you
should have known at first. How is it
with a horse ? Put two of them to
the wagon aid drive to the field fur a
load of corn. Load up until the wheels
settle in the mud, and how are you to
get out ? First a tolerably fair pull is
made at it and then begins the see
sawing, first cue and then, the other at
tho traces, ending in rearing and
plunging, accompanied by showers of
profaning and a general breakingyip all
around. Put mules to that wagon, and'
something has got to come. If the first
pull does not bring it. give them a lit
tle rest to gather up their energies, and
look out for a steady pull that will
make things crack. A mule’s temper
is adapted to this kind of work. (He is
slow, stubborn and determined, so that
when he u akes up his inind to do a
thing he is sure to do it. He is not
only a good puller, but a good stopper.
When he is tired he is going to rest
and you might as well let him do it
Tuin him out and let him have a good
roll, and he is as fresh as ever. His
body rarely tires —he only wants a lit
tle mental diversion. He is liable to
scare on the road sometimes makes up
his mind to run away. Then look out
for he is 3ure to make a first-class job
of it. So much for his good and bad
points. His virtues are his saving
qualities He is no hypocrite—his vices
are in all men's mouths. How is it
•
with man’s idol—the horse? It re
quires long and patient teaching to
make him a reliable puller; he has
“more ills than wars or women have;"
delightful to our venturesome youth, a
terror to our old age; man’s best friend
yet man dare not trnst him. Humble,
hungry and trifling when he is thin of
flesh and hard worked. When fat, cold
and impatient, he is a fearful animal to
drive him after dark. A mind that is
more susceptible to varying surround
ings than a young girl’s, he will be
have himself for fifteen years to get
your whole family in the carriage, and
then run away with them. Give us the
mule every time. —[Ex,
Luck and Labor.
If the boy who exclaims, “Just my
luck !” was truthful, he would say,
“Just my laziness!” or “Just my in
attention!” Mr. Cubden wrote pro
verbs about “Luck and Labor." It
would be well for beys to memorize
them :
Luck is waiting for something to
turn up.
Laboi, with keen eyes and strong
will, will turn up something.
Luck lies in bed and wishes the post
man would briDg him news of a legacy.
Labor turns out 6 o’clock, and with
busy pen or ringing hammer lays the
foundation of a competence.
Luck whines.
Labor whistles.
Luck relies on chances.
Labor on character,
Luck slips down to indigence.
Labor strides upward to indepen
dence.— [Ex.
irnsm ♦ ——
fiSTO, A. DAVIS & SON pay 90
cents per bushel for good dry Wheat.
W rapping Food in Paper,
It is a matter of daily experience on
the part of every one who purchases
such common necessities of life as but
ter, bacon, cheese, sausages, etc., that
these goods are almost invariably wrap
ped up in printed or manuscript paper.
Perhap3 we might also say that provis
ions for picnics and other hampers are
stowed away in similar coverings, and
it will, therefore, not be amiss if we
call attention to the fact that danger
has been discovered to lurk in these fa
miliar wrapping. In the case of printed
paper, the characters have often been
transferred to the cheese or butter, and
either they aro cut away by the obser
vant cook or they arc unnoticed, and in
due course become assimilated in the
process of satisfying hunger. It is
supposed that the ink or the paper it
self may possibly by some chance con
tain something deleterious. But writ
ten paper is even more likely to be
hurtful, inasmuch as in writing the pa
per has been in close contact with the
hand, whioh not improbably may be
giviug off a perspiration that may en
ter the pores of the paper and may
there ferment, not with advantage to
health iD the event of any portion of
the manuscript being allowed to accom
pany the food down unsuspecting
throats. This subject has called forth
some correspondence in certain Ger
man papers, and, though we would not
attach absurb importance to it, it may
sti 11 be said that clean, unused paper is
so cheap that provision dealers have
small excuse for using either printed
or written matter for wrapping up their
commodities. —[Ex.
’Flic Bensons Why.
Somebody—a crusty old bachelor, of
course —inquires why, when Eve was
manufactured of a spare rib, a servant
was not made at tho same time to wait
on her? Somebody else —a woman, we
imagine, replies in the following strain:
Because Adam never came whining to
Eve with a ragged stocking to be darn
ed, collar string 'to be sewed on, or a
glove to mend right away—quick now!
Because he never read tho newspapers
until the sun got down behind the
palm-trees, and stretching out, yawned
out, Isn't supper most ready, my dear?
Not ho. He made ,the fire and hung
the kettle over it himself, we’d venture;
and pulled the radishes, peeled the po
tatoes and did everything else he ought
to do. Ho milked the cows, fed the
chickens, and looked after the pigs
himself, and he never brought home
half a dozen friends to dinner when
Eve hadn’t any fresh pomegranates. —
He never stayed out till eleven o'clock
to a political meeting, hurrahing for an
out-and-out candidate and then scold
ing because poor Eve was sitting up
and crying inside the gates. He never
played billiards, rolled ten-pins, and
drove fast horses, nor choked Eve with
cigar smoke. He never loafed around
corner groceries while Eve was rocking
little Caiu’s cradle at home. In short,
ho didn’t think she was especially crea
ted for the purpose of waiting on him,
and wasn’t under the impression that
it disgraced a man to lighten a wife’s
cares a little. That’s the reason Eve
did not need a hired girl, and with it
was the reason that ’her fair descen
dants did.
Advice almiit Guns.
An interested philanthropist gives
the following advice to sprouting
sportsmen. Don’t point your gun at
yourself. Don’t point your gun at any
one else. Don’t carry your gun so
that its range includes all your hunting
companions. Don’t try to find out
whether your gun is loaded or not by
shutting one eye and looking down the
barrel with the other. Don’t use your
gun fur a walking stick. Don’t climb
over a fence and pull your gun through
uiuzzlo foremost. Don’t throw your
gun into a boat, so that the trigger
will catch in the seat and the charge
be deposited in your stomach. Don’t
use your gun for a sledge hammer. —
Don't carry your gnu full cocked.
Don’t carry your gun with the ham
mer down. Don’t be a fool. Don’t
you forget it.
——matD •
BL,Extensive schedule of Prices on
Bargain Tables of
- C A DAVIS k SON
to appear nest week.
Tho following speoimensarc reported
from the work of the pupils in tho Lon
don public Schools. They could be
easily matched in America :
‘Where is Turkey ?’
•Turkey is the capital of Norfolk-'
‘Where is Turin ?'
‘Tureen is the oappittal of Chiner
the peepul there lives on burds nests
and has long tails.’
‘Gibberralta is the principal town in
Rooshia.’
‘What do you know of the patriarch
Abraham ?’
‘He was tho father of Lot, and ’ad
tew wifes—wun was called Ilishmalo
and t’uther llaygur. He kept wun at
homo and lie turned the t’other into
the desert, when she became a pillow
of'salt in the day time and a’pillow of
fire at nite.’
‘What do you know of Joseph ?’
‘lie wore a coat of many garments.
He were chief butler for Faro, and told
his dreams. He married Potiffer’s dor
ter, and he led the Gypshans out of
bondage to Kana iu Gallilee, and then
fell on his sword and died in the site of
the promiss land.'
‘Give the names of the books of the
Old Testament.’
‘Deveushire, Exeter, Littikue, Num
bers, Stronomy, Jupiter, Judges, Ruth,’
etc.
‘What is a miracle ?’
‘Don’t know.’
‘lf you saw the sun shining over
head at midnight, what wouid you call
it ?’
‘The moon.’
‘But if y< u were told it was the sun?’
‘I should say it was’a lie.’
Another boy, giving his impression
in regard to Moses, wrote as follows:
‘He was an Egypshin, He lived in
a bark made % of bull rushers, and he
kep a golden calf, and worship braizen
snakes, and he het nuthin but kwales
and manner for forty year. He was
kort by the air of his hed while riding
under the bnwofalree, and he was
killed by his Abstain, as he was a
hanging from the bow. His end was
pease.'
‘What is meant by conscience ?’ said
a schoolmaster to his class. The almost
simultaneous reply of half tbe number
was:
‘A hinward monitor.’
An inspector who happened to be
present inquired: ‘And what do you
understand by a monitor ?’
To this an intelligent youth exultant
ly answered, ‘A hironelad.’
A Boy's Chance. —A boj is an
uncertain affair, when all his chan
ces are summed up ; but if he should
happen to harden and develop into
a man, it is the one blessing of his
whole life to reflect that he was
born in the country. It is tho
place of all others to bo born in.
Tbe associations of youth, of home,
of school, witter and the farm, work
and play mixed together in a de
lightful tangle, are never rooted out,
but grow deeper into the character
and become dearer to the beiag
while life passes and the revolving
years hold out. It is worth more
than a university education to ha\e
been born on the farm of well to-do
parents. That supplies what no
learning from books aver can. That
is a resource that stands by. It is
something to feed upon. And if
the boy as a man engages in a busi
ness or a profession, lie has a stock
of health and a strong constitution
to draw upon that will be sure to
carry him triumphantly through
when the city boys are giving way
all aloDg the road.
——
giayTwo extensive Invoices of Auc
tion Goods to arrive.
C A DAVIS & SON.
cheapness of Goods on the
Bargain Tables of
C A DAVIS & SON
is very surprising.
Everything in its season and
prices to suit the hard times at
C A DAVIS & SON’S.
Fly Fan, Balloon and
cone-shaped Fly Traps
C A DAVIS & SON.
ftSp-Dodges Chicken or Cholera Pow
ders, guaranteed to cure [chicken chol
era, or monev refunded by
C A DAVIS k SON, Agents
Rev. Ilr. Joticjdi S. Kr.y,
Pastor St. Paul Church, Columbus,
Ga , writes: "We gave Dr. Moffett’s
Teetiiina (Teething Powdtrn,) to our
little grandchild with the happiest re
suits. The effects were almost magical,
and certainly more satisfactory than
from anything ever used.” Jno, A.
Griffin and all Druggists keep Teethis
na.
When the hand of disease is laid heavily
upon us, robbing life of all its pleasures,
anything that will afford relief i3 gladly
welcomed. Sickness is no light affliction,
and that form known as Piles or Hemor
rhoids, can be permanently relieved by
Tabler's Buckeye Pile Ointment, which nev
er fails when used according to directions.
Price 50 els a bottle. For sale by all drug-,
gistist.
No eloquent tongue or pen is nebded to
commenc Cousen’s Lightening Liniment
to an nppreci ‘ve public, as a cure of rheu
matism, Lame Back, Neuralgia, Bruises,
Sprains, Corns and Bunions. It is also un
equalled for the ills that commonly afflic
ted horses, such as Spavin, Ringbone, Cflls,
Scratches, eto.—Warts and knots being
easily removed by its use. Try Coussens’
Liniment, and you will want no other.
Price 50 cts a bottle. For sale by all Drug
gists.
Smith'* Worm
Athens, Ga., < CtO.-' j4 th. 1877.
Dear Sir, —Last nigut l called at the
New Drag Store, Dr, Kit.g’s old stand,and
bought a bottle of “Worm Oil,” ami gave
it to my little boy as directed. This morn
ing lie passed thirty-one worms. I had pre
viously tried other worm mediclucs.
W. A BAIN.
Prepared by Dr. E, S. Lyndon, Athens,
Ga. je2o
...
“Whither are you bound ? said John
Moore, as be stood in the doer-way of his
establishment, and saw his old friend Sam
Rogers walking slowly past. The latter,
with sunken eyes and palid visqne, bearing
evidence of disease, hastened to reply,
have long suffered all the horrors arising
from an inactive liver, and am going to tire
office of Dr. Slow to seek relief.’’ “Do no
such thing, said his friend, when you cau
buy a bottle of Portaline, or Tabler’s Liver
Regulator, for only 50 cents, and be perma
nently relieved. It. will cure Dyspepsia.
Heartburn, Sour Stomach, Sick Headache
and all disorders of a torpid liver. For
sale by all druggists.
Dear Bell.—Our commencement exer
eires are over. 1 have received my deplo
ma, and am now ready to enter with zest
into the pleasures of gay society. Attired
becomingly in a pure white robe, such as
an augel might love to wear, I took a prom
inent part in the musical exercises in the
evening. Although I had contracted a se
vere cold a few days before, I was enabled
by the use of Coussens’ Honey of Tar, the
best remedy in the world for coughs, colds
and all diseases of the throat and lungs, to
sing so welt that 1 completely enraptured a
large audience. Tell Uucle John that the
use of that invaluable compound, Coussens’
Honey of Tar, will cure his cough. It is
only 50 cents a bottle, and can be bought
at J, A. Griffin's Drug Store.
Yours in haste
An me.
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City and County Directory
CHURCHES,
BAPTlST —Services Ist, 2d and 3rd Sab
baths. Rev. 11. D. I). Straton, Pastor.
Sabbath School every Sunday at 9 o’clock
a. am.—W. I£. Branch, Superintendent.
Prayer meeting every Wednesday even
ing, 7 p. m.
PRESBYTERIAN —Services every 3rd
Sabbath. Rev. J. N. Bradshaw, Pastor,
METHODIST— Services every 4th Sab
bath. Rev. H. C. Christian, Pastor.
Proaching every 2nd Sabbath by Rev.
A' Means.
Sabbath School o’clock, p. m.—V H.
Winter, Superintendent. Prayer meeting
every Tuesday evening, 7 p. m
EPISCOPAL —Services Ist, 2d ami 3d
Sabbaths. Rev. Joshua Knowles, Rector.
CITY COUNCIL.
Mayor
W. H. BRANCH.
Aldermen
W. G. DURHAM.
J. B. PARK. -Tit.
H. A. P ATILT,O.
J. A. GRIFFIN.
John S. Hall, Marshal.
J. B. Fark, Jr., Cl’k and Tr’r.
COUNTY OFFICERS.
JOEL F. THORNTON, Ordinary
J. HENRY ENGLISH, Sheriff and Tax
Receiver.
ISAAC R. HALL, Clerk Superior Court
J. B. PARK, Jr., Treasurer.
MILES G. CUPEL AN, Tax Collector,
J. F. WRIGHT, County Surveyor.
JOHN 11. SULLIVAN, Coroner
Wm- M. WEAVER, Judge of the Couu
ty Court.
HASOMC.
San arino Lodge meets Ist Iriday
night in each month.
Royal Arch Chapter meets 3rd Friday
night in each month.
Our stock of Clothing, Hats,
Shirts, Collars, Hosiery and gentle
men's wear is very complete and at ve
ry low prices. Please examiue them,
JFIURT&Co.
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