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Tfiffi Newnan Herald. [PUBLISHED EVEKV TUESDAY. Jj , . . A. B. CATES,jEdltor and PnblWher. TERMS or SI'BKCRIPTIOX : One copy one year, in advance .. f 1 -V) If not paid in advance, the terms are 12.00 a year. A Club of six allowed an extra copy. Pi fir-two numbers complete the volume. THE NEWNAN HERALD. WOOTTEX A CATES, Proprietors. WISDOM, JUSTICE AND MODERATION. TERMS 50 per per year in Advance. VOLUME XX. XEWNAN, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, JANUARY 27,1SS5. NUMBER 15. The Newnan Herald. PUBLISHED EVERY TUESDAY. BATES OF ABTER1SI One inch ono vear, $10; a column one year, $100; leas time than three months, $1.00 per inch for first insertion, and 50 cents additional for each subsequent in sertion. Notices in local column, ten cents per line for each insertion. Liberal arrange ments will be made with those advertis ing by the quarter or vear. Alltransient advertisements must be paid for when handed in. Announcing candidates, Ac., $3.00 strictly in advance. Address all communications to A. B. CATES, Newnan, Ga. ROTAI. HERO IX RAGS. it “My mother’s cottage is close | j by. Let me take you there.” - : “And papa? who has come all the i Tragic Death of a Brate Old Sailor at 1 r Kankakee. i way from India to meet me and ; THE MISTAKE. The express train had come and K ine through the rainy December dusk, with its eyes of scarlet fire and its whizz of escaping steam and there was only one passenger for Interbank—a tall, aristocratic- looking old gentleman, with a fur- trimmed overcoat, gold eye-glasses and a fringe of snowy whiskers un der his chin. Rolf Otherbrae, the young Scotch ticket agent, looked at him with that half-curious, half-indiiTerent expression wherewith ticket agents grow in time to regard the whole world. “You are in charge here, I suj pose?” said the tall, furry stranger. “Perhaps, then, you can tell me at what time the train from Carrow dale is due?” “At 6:50, sir.” The old gentleman thi n sat down by the fire, as if resigning himself to waiting. And Rolf went out in to the twilight to make sure that tiie switch-tender, 100 yards or so up the snow-covered track, had not been asleep, and that the signal lights burned clear and steady for the Southern train. The Oarrowdale train came in about six minutes or so behind time, for the snow was falling fast and the rails were slippery—the hur- rying passengers dispersed them selves in various directions—except one young girl, dressed in pinkish gray, with a black boa around her throat, and a single long willow plume drooping over her pale face, who entered the waiting room slightly shivering with the cold. Mr. Otherbrae advanced toward her. “Can I get you a carriage?” he asked; “oriie of any other ser vice to you ?” “Thanks,” she answered, shyly, “I —expect a friend to meet me here.” Click! The sharp sudden sum mons of the little telegraph behind the railed compartment at the far ther end of the room—and Mr. Otherbrae, who was telegraph op erator as well as station agent, hur ried to HIs post. “R. Otherbrae, Peterbank Sta tion,” the tongue of the telegraph whispered, with its wiry, clicking sound: “From police headquarters. Stop an old man and a young girl- well dressed and plausible. For gery. II. C. Deko, General Office, New York.” Rolf stared at the quivering wires as if expecting to glean furth er intelligence from their metalie surfaces; then he looked across the room to where the slender, dark eyed young lady sat, her hands clasped on her knee, and her eyes fixed intently on the fire. “A young girl, well dressed and plausible!” The description tallied well enough—but then she was alone! And as for her being con nected with a forger’s gang—pshaw! Rolf Otherbrae knew better! At the same instant she rose and came hesitatingly half across the floor. “I beg your pardon, sir—but has the'express train come In yet?” “Two hours ago,” Mr. Otherbrae answered, wondering if it were pos sible that so fair an outward exterior could conceal the hideous inner life of crime! And then, all of a sudden, it occurred to him that the tall gen tleman in the fur-trimmed over coat in the other room, might pos sibly be the “friend” she had spok en of, and the “old man” alluded to in the dispatch. At the same iustant, advancing a pace farther, she caught sight of the tall, erect figure by the fire in the other room—the figure wrap- ‘ ped in the furs, with the silvery, aristocratic hair, and the chin drop ping on the breast as if in slumber. “Papa,” broke involuntarily from her lip. “He has been waiting for me and I never knew it!” She hurried past the ticket agent into the other room. Rolf Other brae looked after her in dismay. “I’m to stop her, am I ?” thought Rolf “And how the deuee % am I to do it, I’d like to know ?” As these disjointed reflections passed through his mind a sudden shriek rose up in the silence, and Mr. Othorbrae, hurrying into the , waiting room, saw the young girl kneeling on the floor beside the old gentleman. And in an instant he perceived the secret of her cry. The stately old man, with fur-trim med garments and the snowy beard, was quite dead. As Rolf advanc ed she looked wildly up into his face, “Can’t you help him ?” she gasp ed. “Can’t you do something? Oh, don’t you see he has fainted? Tell me where to go for a doctor. Where can I find one? I have smelling bottle, but—” “It Is of no use,” Rolf answered gently, entirely forgetting the dis patch, or rather resolved to ignore Our lives are albums, written through j l^ke me home to England: Withgood or 111, with false or true. I “I will send someone to him at — = = once,” said Rolf, swallowing a big lump in his throat, as he felt how utterly useless was all human aid, and added to himself, “I don’t care if she has committed fifty forger ies, aye, and a murder besides. I won’t make a brute of myself by laying so much as an additional straw on the burden of her troubles. It’s the sweetest face I ever saw- yes, and the best.” And so old Mrs. Otherbrae was stricken dumb as she sat by her co sy hearthstone at 10 o’clock at night by the sudden apparition of a beau tiful young lady drowned in tears- “Don’t ask any questions, mother, darling,” Rolf whispered, “but be rood to her.” And he hurried back to the depot where the dead nan still sat, Weepmg silent vigil. Half an hour afterward Ethel Dewgrove ktieTv thatshe was an or- ihnn in a strange land. “Where shall I go?" she faltered, looking wildly around. “What shall f do? Papa! oil, poor papa!” “My dear, my dear!” said Mrs. Otherbrae, kindly patting her hand, “becalm! You need go nowhere; you need do nothing, Rolf is the best fellow in the world. Just quiet yourself, and let him manage it ill!” And as Rolf, in the other room heard the suppressed sobs of. the bereaved daughter, he resolved within himself that not all the po lice agents in Christendom should vrest Ethel Dewgrove from be neath the aegis of his protection »Vith these reflections in his mind he went out to see the midnight train rush in, pause a second on its hurrying way, and then steam .mward, like a fire-throated mon ster, with a vertebrae of moving lights. “Well, we’ve got’em!” said Sim- son Pike, the conductor, as he swung i stout old lady off the lower steps to Rolfs protecting hand. “Got whom ?” “The forgers. Went on to Shel ton’s Point. Jones arrested ’em by the far-window,” with a jerk of his hand toward a certain glimpse of reddish light, where a dull, wicked profile nodded occasionally. Real good luck it was.. Wish it had been me laid hold of ’em ?” Rolf stared. Then his inner convictions had all been erroneous. He had wronged the tall hazel-eyed girl by the bare suspicion that she was aught but >ne of God’s most innocent earth- aigels. What a dolt—a blockhead, .ie had been! What an idiot! Well, at all events, he was glad she nev er had suspected it. “Marry Rolf Otherbrae ? Marry ■in insignificant young ticket agent, with your splendid fortune? Ex cuse me, Miss Dewgrove, but—” “And why shouldn’t I marry him ?” Ethel flashed out to her tall, portly lawyer. “He was good to me when I was all alone—he is no ble and true and—r love him!” “Oh! if that’s the case, I have nothing else to say,” dryly com mented Mr. Parley, thinking in rather a mournful way of his own son, whom he had mentally destin ed for the East Indian heiress. ‘You are of age, and of course enti tled to make your own choice.” And so Ethel Dewgrove married the young ticket agent whom she had never seen before that stormy December night, when her father died of heart complaint in the sol itude .of the waiting room.—[Phila delphia Call. The good things in the February issue of The Eclectic commend themselves to different classes of readers, as a special effort is made in this magazine to suit varied tastes. Among the strong papers of a more serious and weighty cast may be instanced “A Faithless World” by Francis Power Cobbe; “The Democratic Victory in Amer ica” by William Henry Hurlburt; and “John Wycliffe: His Life and Work” (from Blackwood’s Maga zine). There is a second paper of DeLaveleye’s delightful notes on “Wurzburg and Vienna.” Edmund Gosse, the English poet, is repre sented by a short but clever paper on “Samuel Johnson,” and Dr. Charles Maekay’s fresh installment of “Bygone Celebrities” makes very agreeable gossip. Among other ar ticles of notable interest are “Food and Feeding,” “Englishmen and Foreigners,” “The Rye House Plot,” and “Authors a3 Suppressors of Their Own Books.” These papers by no means exhaust the interest of the number, but they adequately represent the general character of it. “Doctor, I want to thank you for your great patent medicine.” “It helped yon, did it?” asked the doctor, very much pleased. “It helped me wonderfully.” “How many^ottles did you find it nec essary to take f" “Oh, I didn’t take any of it My uncle took one bot tle^ and I am his sole heir. Kankakee, III., Jan. 10.—While the flames were at their height in the infirmary of the insane asylum, John Coyne, an old sailor from Chi cago, who was an inmate of the in stitution, mounted a ladder which had been raised to north dormitory in an undertaking seemingly hope less. Dense clouds of smoke rolled out of the windows. The west wing, where the fire was first seen, was a solid mass of fire, with the wind blowing the flames like a blast to the interior of the building. The stairway and fl .or of the hall had fallen. Coyne intrepidly went through a window at the top of his ladder and crawled along the floor, lying closedown, where he found he could escape the densest part of the smoke. BRAVE HEART AND STEADY HEAD. He groped his way to the beds mil pulled their occupants down to he floor and to the window, where i breath of air sufficiently revived them, so they could go down the ladder unassisted. Coyne again re- urned into the dormitory, where he picked his road to other beds and rescued others in the same manner. Thus four times did he return laden with his human freight. With the fourth one the smoke proved too great for even brave Coyne. Stand ing in the window he vainly call ed, as Dr. Dewey had done in an- othei part of the south dormitory, upon the inmates to come to the window, hut his calls were without re-ponse. At the window near the flame#for an instant a hand was seen to move listlessly across the panes and then its owner sank out of sight and into dejth, as the cor nice and roof were falling and ren dered any idea of help from those below futile. DOWN BY IMPORVISED ROPES. A patient named Hallihan, who was considered only partially in sane, on being awakened, made i rope out of his sheets and blankets, which he let out of a window to the steps by the side of the burning wing. He then crawled down the rope, after telling another inmate to follow him. He reached the steps safely, but the second one let go his hold when part the way down, and fell and received serious injuries. A third one looked at the flames and then at the distance beneath, and retreated from the window. He was not again seen, and is among the lost. The patients as fast as they were taken from the building were conducted to neighboring de tached wards, where the feeble and injured ones were cared for and their wounds dressed and stimu lants administered. Nearly all the patients saved their clothing, which the night before had been laid to gether by the side of their beds. In the excitement they had not forgot ten it, but took in a handful as hey were told by the attendants to un for life. FATALLY SIIOPKEI). One or two of the sick ones are •onsiderably shocked and will prob ably die from the effects. The re mainder of the rescued are said to be doing well and no immediate langer is ieared with them. It is .•ertain, however, that to the seven teen burned the mortality list of the tire will be increased materially as the old and infirm cared for in the building will not be able in all instances to survive the shock and urrounding excitement. One of the attendants describes the horri ble scene. He says as he looked in to the burning building he saw a number of bodies lying on the gird ers burning. Heads and feet were dropping off and the bodies finally went into the cellar below. There were no means for putting out the fires excepting the water-works supply, but that was useless as there was no hose or other apparatus. GENERAL NEWS. Don Carlos expresses his confi dence that the Spanish crown w'H devolve on him at Alfonso’s death, but that he will make no further effort to secure it. - The seventy-eighth anniversary of the birth of Robert Edmund Lee was .celebrated on the lflth inst in the usual manner by the military offj Savannah. A Kankakee, Ill., special saysr “Four more bodies were found this morning in the ruins of the insane asylum, making in all sev enteen.^ All the rest of the patients are stud to-be accounted for.” Polly Spoiled the Prayer. Mrs. Fogg is an active member of Rev. Mr. Textual’s church; bather husband, be it said to his shame, can’t* remember when he was last inside of a meeting house, Mr. Text ual’s or any body else’s. However, as he puts it, he doesn’t interfere with Mrs. Fogg’s amusements, and is perfectly willing she shall go to church every day in the week if she wants to. Although Mrs. F. doesn’t avail herself to the full of her Lord’s permission, she is very regular in her Sunday attendance, and it was not at all strange that, after repeat ed invitations, her pastor should take tea at the Fogg mansion the other evening. The family weregathexed around the domestic board, with Mr. Text ual at Fogg’s right, Mrs. F. vis-a-vis, and the two little Foggs jointly oc cupying the remaining side of the parallelogram. The young fry were about to be gin operations, according to custom; but Fogg felt that the occasion call ed for something appropriate on his part. So he checked the im petuosi ty of their youthful appetites, and, addressing the reverend guest, re marked! “Perhaps Mr. Textual will be kind enough to ask a blessing.” The immature Foggs stared ini open-eyed wonder, their appetites now - a days, whereas formrely a -foot all forgotten, while from some un- was go irksome that only known source came an hilarious: the daring undertook the round “Ha! ha! ha!”* trip. It was evident thataweb a request ^ G . Johnson lately told the The constitution of Arkansas has been amended, which prohibits the payment of $13,000,001 of alleged fraudulent State indebtedness, in curred by the issi'ung of the Hart ford Railroad and Levy aid bonds. Sir Moses Montefiore, the most conspicuous of centenarians, who engaged his private secretary for another term of years, remarked the other day: “A man of my age oughtn’t to grumble, but I feel my eyesight isn’t as good as it was.” The railway up Vesuvius has al ready paid for itself. The trains, which ascend night and day, are patronized by native and foreign sight-seers, all strangers ascending An Emperor's Amnsement. A favorite amusement of Dom Pedro II., of Brazil, is to leave his gorgeous turnout in a side street, and, accompanied by a grayhaired chamberlain and a stalwart life guardian, walk the distance of a square or more to a manufactory or other establishment, and surprise the proprietor and employes by his sudden and unannounced appear ance amongthem. Of coursehe is giv en the liberty of the establishment, and he takes his time in examining the machinery and modus operandi. With a kind word of encourage ment and commendation, he goes away, perhaps to pay a similar visit to another establishment. These visits he makes impartially to the mechanical and mercantile estab lishments controlled by foreigners as well as natives. If you locate near a town or man ufacturing village consider what crops will be in demand. Farm gardening in such localities almost invariably yields the most profit It is poor policy to raise low priced crops on high priced lands. coming from Fogg, struck some body as being somewhat excessive ly funny. The children giggled; Mrs. F.’s face looked like a red sunset, and the parson’s features were a study of bewildered amazement. Fogg ap peared to be in anything but an an gelic frame of mind, if one might judge from the murderous aspect of his visage. The parson was the first to recov er his self-possession. He began: “O Lord, we thank Thee for the bounties Thou hast set before us.” He hesitated a moment, when from the direction whence proceed ed the ill-timed laughter caine a voice. It was pitched in accents of impatience, saying in an inquiring tone: “What?” “John! Mary!” shrieked Fogg in a stage whisper to the young ones, who were, nevertheless, unable to wholly control their cachinnation. Mrs. F. screwed her face into all sorts of contortions, and the parson opened his eyes long enough to show the wonder which filled his perplexed mini. But he was equal to the emergency and proceeded— “May this physical food remind us of that spiritual sustenance—” “Oh, cut it short!” broke in the ir reverent interrupter. “Amen,” said the parson, abrupt ly ending his petition. The children forgot their man ners entirely, and laughed aloud; Mrs. F., as she afterward observed, thought she shoull sink through the floor, while Fogg allowed some thing to escape his quivering lips which sounded very much like an oath. Again came the voice— “Pretty Poll! Polly wants a crack er! Cut it short! Ha! ha! ha!” The mystery was explained, and the children’s giggle was drowned in the hearty laughter of Parson Textual, who, pious man though he was, could appreciate a good thing as well as any of the unreg“nerate Couldn’t be Hers. The other night two men, who supported a third between them, shuffled up the front steps of a house on Howard street and rang the bell. Although the hour was 1 te, it was not a minute before the door was opened by a woman, who asked what was wanted. “We have brought your husband home, and he’s—he’s a little tired,” replied one of the men. “Yesh, sho tired!” sighed the wobble-legged man in the middle. “Gentlemen,” calmly announced the woman “you have made a mis take. My husband arrived half an hour ago, but so drunk that he was brought in a wagon. You can’t palm no such half-drunk as this off on me!” She shut the door on their toes, and the party shuffled down the steps to try another door. The Father of His Country. One night George Washington came home about the witching hour of twelve, and his hat didn’t fit him as quickly as usual. The Mother of Her Country eyed him as he hung his boot up on the hatrack and threw his tile under the bed, and then she said: - “George, where have you been ?” “Been down shtairsh readin’,” re plied the hero of the cherry tree. “Reading!' 1 ejaculated the relict of Mr. Custis with a sarcastic snort. “Much reading you’ve been doing! You are full, sir.” “Well, Marsha, my dear,” re sponded the patriot, “don’ Shir Franshis Bacan shay readin’ ma- kesh full man ?” There was silence. British medical association of a pa tient of his fifty years old, who had lived upon milk diet for five years. He took a gaJlon of milk a day, but not a particle of any other food. This treatment cured him of Bright’s disease. The yield of apples in various sec tions of New England this season is enormous. Farmers in Maine and other sections hardly know what to do with the immense crop, and the exportation to England from Boston is the only outlet which prevents this product from being a glut on the market. Very few railroads paid dividends last year, and the majority of those that did paid less than the year be fore. If the ruinous rate war con tinues very long not only will there be no dividends, but some roads, now apparently in a good fin ancial condition, will be in the hands of receivers before nexi New Year’s day. Joaquin Miller writes that he has found in New Orleans the noblest woman he ever saw, and he profes ses to have “seen the world well.” She was born in wealth, received a careful education, traveled exten sively in Europe, and at length be came poor. She now keeps a little shoe store and works with her fa ther and sister at making the stock. Bishop McTyeire, of Vanderbilt University, has pre sen ted the Ten nessee Historical Society a genuine bank bill, for one dollar, of the Re public of Texas, issued at Austin July 1, 1841. It was given to the Bishop while tnere last fall, by a descen dant of a veteran pioneer of the old republic. It is the only note of the republic the society has. Very few are in existence and hence the gift is valuable. A New Orleans sp eeial says that Col. McClure, editor of the Philadel phia Timex, was arrested in New Orleans on Saturday upon a war rant sued out by the President of the Louisiana Lottery Company. 11 seems that a year or more ago the lottery company sued the Phil adelphia Times for libel, but failed to get judgment The com pa ny pro pose probably to give the editor of the Times as much annoyance as it can while he stays in Louisiana. An English gentleman being at a brilliant assembly of the elite of Vienna recently, was much annoy ed at the conduct of a distinguished lady of that city, who amnsed her self and a small circle of friends by saying smart, but generally un- eourtoous, things to him and others. “By the way,” added she, “how is It that your countrywomen speak Fiench so imperfectly ? We Aus trians use it with the same freedom as if it were our own native tongue.” “Madam,” retorted he, but with the blandest manner possible, “I know not, unless it is that the French army have not been twice to our capital to teach it, as they have at yours. The American Cultivator tells us solid truth when it says: Farm ers need to cultivate a union of sen timent and purpose, a concentration of resolve and action, a broader view of their duties as neighbors and citizens. Petty jealousies and narrow minded bickerings have checked the prosperity of many a farming community. Merchants, manufacturers, professional men, possess influence, power and wealth because they combine and consult mutual interests. The progressive and successful farmers of the future will be those who have broader faith in human nature and who realize the strength which ema nates from united action and a com munity of interest.” Uppiurott’s Hagaziue. Lippincott’s Magazine for Febru ary opens with the second instal ment of the amusing intematlouai story “On this Side,” introducin Sir Robert Heatheote and his par ty on their arrival in New York and whilegr.inng theirfirst imprest sions of American manners am. customs. The writer’s intimate ac quaintance with English types and models is exhibited not merely in national habits of thought and speech common to all the charac ters, but in the "wise discrimination with whichjtheir different individ ualities, representations of distinct types, are brought out and'eontrast- ed. Under the title of “Steerage to Liverpool, and Return,” Thomas Wharton gives a graphic account of his experiences on board the “Ore gon” and the “Alaska,” and man ages to convey the impression that for real enjoyment >nd (opportuni ties of seeing life the steerage is to be preferred to the saloon on transatlantic voyage. In an arti cle on “The Representation of the People 'in Parliament,” Prof. D. B. King-sketches the successive steps in. the history of this subject, from the first admission of burgesses into the House of Commons, in the thir- teenth«eafcury, down to the recent ly-enacted bill extending the fran chise to the whole body of house holders. The Prussian Civil Ser vice is described by Alfred C. Lee. Miss Brewster has an entert lining article on old Paris and its associa tions, and two very agreeable pa pers on “Cats and Poets” anJ “.Es thetic Children,” while some excel lent sbertstories, poems, and sketch es, help to diversify the contents, A Lion Tamer’s Nerve. Forbes, in his “Soldiering and Scribbling,” say#: Crockett made the greatest name for himself of any lion tamer, not in England alone, bat also in France, Germany and America. I remember well the time when the six lions were loose at one time in Astley’s. The Sangers had sent the beasts up from Ed monton the night before. Nobody to this day knows how they got out of their dens; but it was thought at the time that some of the grooms —with whom the manager was very unpopular, he used to fine them so mercilessly—had let them loose maliciously, that they might get at. t-he horses. There they were, any how, loose and mad in the place, smelling the horses and mad to get at them. They had already killed t man, and half eaten him, when Crockett arrived; without halting instant, he dashed in among them single-handed with only switch in his hand, and I’m blest if he didn’t manage to den them all single-handed. That was a nerve for you. At that time Crockett never drank. Arnall Broscfe Co. Is the place to find the prettiest and largest line of DM GOODS, FANCY GOODS, NOTIONS, HOSIERY, Clothing, Hats and Shoes* ALSO A COMPLETE STOCK OF Family Groceries. THEY ALSO SUPPLY FARMERS AND SINNERS WITH BAGGING AND TIES. Having watched for ou.‘ chance and been very careful in the pur chase of our stock, we have BOUGHT CHEAPER THAN EVER BEFORE, thus being enabled to offer Bargains in all Kinds of Goods. A visit to oifr store, an examination of our goods and an inquiry of our prices is all that is necessary to convince you that ours is THE GREAT BARGAIN STORE! ARNALL JJRO’S & CO., Newnan, Ga. W. B. ORR D. P. WOODROOF. G. M. SHARP. A Fountain of Fire. At Thone creek, near Oil City, is a wonderful fountain of fire. A well throwing out 25,000 barrels of oil daily is burning, and every gallon of this oil is consumed in the air. So great is the force with which the oil leaves the well that the flame cannot get nearer than ten feet from the ground. From the mouth >f the well to the point where the flame begins the amber colored fluid forms a solid straight column, six inches in diameter, and shining like burnished gold. At the height of 100 feet the column is probably not over five feet in diameter, but at 200 feet it spreads out into a cloud of overhanging flamr, from which fiery streams extend earthward like the drooping branches of a willow. The effect is indescribably grand. -Several unsuccessful attempts have been made to extinguish the flames. —Pittsburg Dispatch. Peterson’s Magazine for February opens with a most bewitching steel plate entitled “Dressed for the Cha rade” representing two children, four years old, attired in fancy cos tumes and singing a duet in keep ing. Of all the charming engravings for which “Peterson” has become fa mous, this is certainly one of the most cunning. Besides this, how ever, there are some fifty other em- lellishments, including a very beau- iful colored steel fashion-plate, double size, and a costly large-size :olored pattern. The literary con- ents, always superior, are better 'ban ever this month. We woulu ;all attention particularly to “In the Ring,” “The Pickpocket,” and to the ;wo novels, “The motherless girl” And “The Lost Ariadne.” Every la- ly ought to have this magazine. Now is just the time, with the open ing year, to subscribe for 1885. The terms are bat two dollars a year, with great deductions to dubs, pnd splendid premiums for getting up the clubs. Specimens are sent gratis, if written for in good faith, so as to compare “Peterson” with >ther magazines at the same price. Address Chas. J. Peterson, 306 Jbestnnt St, Philadelphia, Pa. A button is one of those events that fere always coming eff. 1884 vs 1873-4 and 5. In 1873-4 and 5,1 had D. P. Woodroof and G. M,Sharp with mo as salesmen—now they are associated with the new firm of W. B. ORR & CO. Where can be found a well assorted stock of staple and fancy Dry Goods, Notions, Boots, Shoes and Hats. 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