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Newnan Herald. PUBLISHED EVERY TUESDAY. A. B. CATES. Editor and Fablteher. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION; One copy one year, in advance JF1J50 If not paid in advance, the term* are |2cC0 a year. A Club of *ix allowed an extra copy. Fifty-two numlKin* complete the volume. THE NEWNAN HERALD. WOOTTEX * CATES, Proprietors. WISDOM, JUSTICE AND MODERATION. TElt US 50 per per year in Advance. VOLUME XX. NEWNAN, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, JULY 14,1SS5. NUMBER 39. The Newnan Herald. PUBLISHED ETERT TUESDAY. UTU OF UTHTIH One inch one vear,$lO; a column one vear, $100; lees time than three months, $1.00 per inch for liret insertion, and SO 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 year. AH transient advertisements mnst be paid for when handed in. Announcing candidates, Ac., $3.00 strictly in advance. Address all communications to A. B. CATES, Newnan, Ga. Our lives arcalbuins, written through Wlthgood or ill, with false or true. HOW GOD ANSWERED. “I saw Father Perkins go by this morning; he has made a long trij this time,” said Mr. Keane, as he pushed back his chair from the din ner table. “O, mother, may I go over and set' him this afternoon ?” and the sight less eyes of littl? Davie were turned pleadingly toward his mother, un conscious of the pain which the words in which, his request was framed gave her. “Yes," she answered, “and you shall take him a basket of the cakes I fried this morning.” The basket was soon filled, and Davie started off in fine spirits. No one would have thought him blind if they hail not seen his eyes, for hb foot never stumbled in the way. The country for miles around wa.- <jh familiar to him as his father’s garden; he had learned it by heart in is is constant rambles before the terrible blackness had shut it all away from hi in, two years before the time of which we write. Many of those rambles he had taken in company with Father Perkins, a- he was affectionately called, who was one of the earliest of the noble hand of devoted ministers who had left positions of honor and advance ment in the Hast for a life of trial and discomfort in the West. In one only earthly pleasure die he indulge. His love of botany amounted to a passion, and in his lonely rides he had collected and preserved specimens of nearly all the native plants in several States. This collection of plants was the only valuable thing his cabin .con tained. And, as Davie and we have now readied the cabin, we will go on with our story. “1 am very glad to see you, Davie. How is the good mother and the other children? So she has sent me some doughnuts, has she? 1 thank her very much, fori have not had time to do any cooking since I came home. I have brought home some new flowers with me that 1 want to show you after I fin ish sewing this patch on niv sleeve. The poor old coat and its owner art growing old together,” and the old man paused with a slight sigh. “Father Perkins, why don’t you buy some new clothes?” Davie timidly asked. “O, my hoy, I can’t afford to spend money for clothes when I see so many poor and sick people who need it, and the little 1 have goes such a short way.” “Don’t all the money in the world belong to God ?” “Yes, my lad, the silver and the gold are His, and Ho giveth it to whomsoever He will, to use in making the world happier and bet ter.” “Well, please won’t you ask Him to give my father u great lot of ii. as mu.di as a hundred dollars? O, please do!” “Why, Davie, what would you- father do with all that money?” “Ho would make me see.” And when the old man answered sadly that he feared that could nev er be done, the child eagerly ex plained how a man had stayed ovei night at their house a few weeks- before, who said that in the city ol Philadelphia there lived a famous doctor who had cured a great many blind people. ••And lie believed he could cure me,” sa ; d Davie, “hut it is so far, and the doctor’s bill would be so large, that father and mother said he might as well have told them tc go to London or Paris. Just think. fatliWsays it would takes hundred dollars!—But won’t you please ask God to give it to him some way?” “Indeed I will,” said the old man, who knew well that God could pro vide the necessary means for the costly experiment. “We will ask Him now,” and kneeling down with Davie, he told the Lord, with childlike simplicity why they wanted tiie money, and asked Him to send it. “Do you think it will be there when I get home?” Davie asked. “I don’t know; God answers us in many ways, but He always an swers. But now, Davie, it is get ting late, and after you have looked at the flowers, you will have to start fur home, or the good mother will wonder what has become of her pet lamb.” It was a touching sight to see the blind child tenderly touching with his sensitive finger tips the pressed, ^blossoms, while the old man, with (the-enthusiasm of a boy, explained I ;to him their botanical names and I [structure, color and habits of] growth. “There, ray boy,” he said, as he 'closed the book, “that makes the !nine hundred and ninetieth; I hope I shall finish the thousand this sura- ; suer. Ah, many a re the years that 'have gone since I gathered the first lone.” “You think more of yonr herba rium than of anything else in the world, don’t you ?” Davie said. “Why, yes, it is the only treasure I have in this world;” he answered, looking around at the rude furnish ing of the cabin. Davie went home to dream that a raven flew into the window with a little hag in its bill full of gold dol lars, and he was not surprised when a few days later, his father brought a letter from the office containing nothing but a cheek for $100. But, though Davie took it as a matter of course, his parents did not, and they tried in every possible way to find out who sent it, but without success. * * * * . “Speakingof herbariums, I haven very fine one of nearly a thousand specimens I should like to show you!” said Professor Cummings to his guest, a young professor from a neighboring college, who, as he •pened the book, read, on the first leaf, the name—Joseph Perkins. With a wondering look he turn- d to Professor Cummings and ask- d: “Where did you get this?” “I bought it,” was the reply. “From whom?” “The collector himself. I got it a good many years ago. An odd old chap he was, I remember.” “I knew him well, and I wish you would tell me all about- it, for I can not think what could have induced him to part with it. I know that he valued it above every earthly pos- -ession.” “Well, about fifteen—no, it was seventeen years ago this spring, I ook a trip through Ohio and west- •rn Pennsylvania. One night 1 stopped with this Mr. Perkins, n mini-tor, I believe he was. Out conversation turned on the wild flowers of the region, and he show ed me this herbarium. I had just tost a tine one of my own by fire and I offered him a hundred dollars tor this. He at once accepted my offer; though it seemed to give him so much pain that in the morning, before 1 started, I proposed to take hack the money and leave him the book, but he would not consent, saying that it was the answer to a prayer, and so—but what’s the mat ter, are you sick ?” “Do you know who I am?” war the only reply his young companion made. “Why, yes, you are Professor Keane, who occupies the scientific chair in T College, author ol a standard text book on botany and on ” “That will do; now listen. Sev enteen years ago this spring I was a poor blind boy, and had just heard shat there was hope that I might recover my sight if I could reach a skillful oculist in Philadelphia. Al most insurmountable difficulties lay in the way of my doing so, princi pally want of funds. I confided my trouble to our old minister, who prayed with me that the necessary one hundred dollars might be pro vided. After a few days my fathei received the money through tin post office. I have never been able to find the slightest clew to the hu man instrument God used in ar- swering our prayers, until your story' this evening has convinced me that to the sacrifice of dear old Father Perkins’ only treasure, 1 owe the greatest blessing-of m\ life.” “Well that is truly an interesting history. How little I ever dreamed that I was connected in any way with your success in life. But whal became of Mr. Perkins?” “I never saw him again, for dur ing my absence at Philadelphia he went to visit a sister in Virginia, where he sickened and died. I have iften wondered what became ol his herbarium. Noble old man! how much I owe to him—not only- sight, but it was from him that I caught the enthusiasm for botanical studies to which 1 attribute what ever success I have obtained.” If you visit the cemetery in Vir ginia where the Rev. Joseph Per kins sleeps, y T ou will be attracted t< solitary grave, covered with choice flowers and marked by a neat stone bearing his name and the ingle line, “There fairer flower' than Eden’s bloom;” and the loqua cious old negro in charge of the grounds will talk as long as you will listen of the fine young gentle man who erected the stone and pays him for keeping the grave covered with flowers. Among the more fastidious peo ple there is an impression that the flavor ot tea is wholly ruined by a journey on salt water. All the crowned heads and wealthy nobili ty of Europe use tea, therefore, which costs them three times the price paid in America for a brand bearing the same Dame, but which is brought by Russian traders in caravans overland from China. The trade is very profitable, and it is largely to protect it that Russia is so jealous of her Asiatic 'posses sions. A cold wave—The flapping of a frozen sheet on the clothes-line. OUTLIVED HER USEFULNESS. Not long since, a good-looking man in middle life came to onr door asking for “the mister.” When in formed that he was out of town, he seemed disappointed and anx ious. On being questioned as to his business, he replied, “It used to be her home and my father lies, here, have come to lay her beside him.” My heart rose with sympathy, and I said, “You have met with a great loss.” “Well, yes,” replied the strong man, with hesitancy; “a mother is a great loss in general, but our mother had outlived her usefulness; she was in her second childhood, and her mind had grown as weak as her body, so that she was no comfort to herself, and a harden to everybody. There were seven of is, sons and daughters, and as we could not find anybody who was filling to board her, we agreed to <eep her among us a year about. But I’ve had more than my share if her; for she was too feeble to be moved when my time was out, and that was three months before her leath. But then she was a good mother in her day, and toiled very hard to bring us all up. Without looking at the face of the heartless man, I directed him to the house of a neighboring pastor and returned to my nursery. I gaz ed on the merry little faces, which smiled or grew sad in imitation of mine—those little ones to whose ear no word in our language is half so sweet as “mother”—and I wondered if that day could ever come when hey could say of me, “She is no •omfort to herself, and a burden to ■verybody!” and I hoped that be fore such a day would dawn. I might be laid to rest. God forbid that we should outlive the love of our children! When the bell tolled the mother’s burial, we went to the sanctuary to pay our token of respect for the aged -Granger, for we felt that we could give her memory a tear, even though her own children had none to shed. “She was a good mother in her day and toiled hard to bring us all up; she was no comfort to herself, and a burden to everybody else.” These cruel, heartless words rang in our ears as we saw the coffin borne up the aisle. The bell tolled loud and long, until its iron tongue had chronicled the years of the toilworn mother. One—two —three—four—five. How clearly, and almost merrily, each stroke told of her once peaceful slumber in her mother’s bosom, and of her seat at nightfall oh her weary fath er’s knee. Six—seven—eight—nine —ten, rang out the tale of her sports upon the greensward in the meadow and by the brook. Eleven—twelve —thirteen—fourteen—fifteen, spoke more gravely of school-days and little household joys and cares. Sixteen seventeen eighteen, sounded out the enraptured visions if maidenhood and the dream of mrly love. Nineteen brought us the tappy bride. Twenty spoke of the •onng mother, whose heart was nil, bursting with the new-sprung love which Gad had awakened on her bosom. And then stroke after stroke told of early womanliood- of the love and cares and hopes and fears and toils through which she passed during these long years, till fifty rang out harsh and loud. Fr an that to sixty each stroke told if the warm-hearted mother, and grand-mother living over again her own joys and sorrows in. those of her children and children’s chil dren. Every family of the group wanted grand-mother then, and the only strife was who should secure the prize. But hark! the bells toll on! Seventy—one —two—three —four. She begins to grow feeble, requires some care, i3 not always perfectly patient or satisfied; she goes from one child’s house to an other’s, so that no one place seems like home. She murmurs in plain tive tones, and after all her toils and weariness it’s hard she cannot tie given a home to die in; that she must be sent rather than invited from house to house. Eighty—eigh- ty-one—two—three—four—ah! now she is a second child—now “she has outlived her usefulness, she has ceased to be a comfort to herself or anybody: that is, she has ceased to be profitable to her earth-craving and money-grasping children. When the bell ceased tolling, the strange minister rose in the pulpit, voice strong, but his hair silver white. He read several pages of Scripture expressive of God’s com passion to feeble man, and espe cially of his tenderness when gray hairs are on him, his strength fail- eth. He then made some touching remarks on human frailty and on dependence on God, urging all pres ent to make their peace with the Master while in health, that they might claim his promise when the heart and flesh should fail them. Then he said, “Then eternal God shall be the everlasting arms.” Lean ing over the desk and gazing in tently on the coffined form before him, he then said reverently: “From a child I honored the aged, but never till the gray hairs covered my own head did I know truly how much love and sympathy this class has a right to demand of their fellow creature. Now I feel it Our mother who now lies in death before us was a stranger to me, asareall her descendants. All I know of her is what her son has told me to-day—that she was brought to this town from afar, sixty nine years ago,a happy bride; that she has passed most of her life toil ing, as only mothers have strength to toil, untU she has reared a large family of sons and daughters; that she left her home here, clad in weeds of widowhood, to dwell among her children, and then till health and vigor left her, she lived for you, her descendants. You who together have shared her love and care, know how well you have re quited her. God forbid that con science should accuse any of you of ingratitude or murmuring on ac count of the care she has been to you of late. When you go back to your homes be careful of your words and your example before your own children, for the fruit of your doing you will surely reap from them when you yourselves totter on the brink of the grave. I entreat you as a friend, as one who has himself entered the baby smiles it is because the angel are whispering to him. Very pret ty, but too thin; simply wind on the stomach, my friends. [Shouts.] If the baby proposed to take a walk a his usual hour, two o’clock in th< morning [laughter,] didn’t you ris up promptly and remark, with a mental addition, which would not improve a Sunday School book much, [laughter,] that was the very thing you were about to propos® yourself? [Great roars.] Oh, you were under good discipline [laugh ter,] and as you went pattering up and down the room in an undress uniform [laughter] you not only prattled undignified baby-talk, but. even turned up your martial voice and trie.' to lung ‘Rock-a-by, haby in the tree-top,’ for instance. [Great laughter.] What a spectacle for an Army of the Tennessee, [laugh ter,] and what an affliction for the neighbors, too, for it is not every body within a mile arou 11 that likes military music at three o’clock in the morning. [Laughter.] And when you had kept this thing up two or three hours, and your little velvet head intimated that nothing suited him like exercise and noise, [laughter—“Go on”] what did you do? You simply went on till you dropped in the last ditch. [Laughter.] The idea that a baby doesn’t amount to anything! evening of life,’ that you may Why, the baby is just a house and never say in the presence of your families nor heaven, ‘Our mother has ontlived her usefulness; she front yard full by itself. [Laugh ter.] One baby can furnish more business than you and your whole was a hurden.to us.’ Never, never, i interior Department can attend to. never;a mother cann it live so long] [Laughter.] He is enterprising, as that! No, when she can no long- irrepressible, brimfull of lawless ac er labor for her children, nor yet care for herself, she can fall likea precious weight on their bosoms, and call forth, by her helplessness, all the noble, generous feelings of natuie.” BABIES. What Mark Twain Has to Say on This Remarkable Theme. The fifteentn and last regular toast at the banquet of the Army of the Tennessee, in Chicago, at which General Grant was present, was “The Babies—As they comfort ns in our sorrows, let us not forget them in our festivities;” and to this Samuel L. Ciemmens respond ed. He said: I like that. We have not all had the good fortune to he ladies. We have not all been generals, or poets oi statesmen, but when the toast works down to the babies, we stand on common ground [laughter,] for we have all been babies. [Renew ed laughter.] It is a shame that for a thousand years the world’s banquets have utterly ignored the baby [laughter] as though he didn’t amount to anything. [Laughter.] If you will stop and think a minute; if you will go back fifty or one hun dred years to your early married life [laughter] and recontemplafe your first baby, you will remember that he amounted to a good deal and even something over. [Roars] You soldiers all know that when the little fellow arrived at family headquarters you had to hand in your resignation. [Laughter.] He took entire command. You became his lackey; his mere body-servant and you had to stand around, too. [Laughter.] He was not a comman der who made allowances for time, distance, weather or anything else. [Convulsive screams.] You had to execute his order whether it was possible or not [roars,] and there was only one form of marching in his manual of tactics, and that was the double quick. [Shouts.] He treated you with every insolence and disrespect [laughter,] and the bravest of you didn’t dare say a word. [Great laughter.] You could face the death storm ofDonel- son and Vicksburg, and give back blow for blow, but when he clawed your whiskers and pulled your hair and twisted your nose, you had to take it [Roars.] When the thun ders of war were sounding in your ears you set your faces toward the batteries and advanced with steady tread, but when he turned on the terrors of warwhoop [laughter] you advanced in the other direction, and mighty glad of the chance, too. [Renewed laughter]. When he called for soothing syrup did you venture to throw out any side re marks about certain services being unbecoming an officer and a gen tleman? [Boisterous laughter] No, you got up and got it. [Great laughter.] When he ordered h ! s “pap bottle,” and it was not warm did you talk back? [Laughter] Not you. [Renewed laughter.] You went to work and warmed it. [Shouts] You even descended in menial office as to take a suck at that warm, insipid staff, [laughter] jnst to see it it was right three parts water, one of milk, [tumultous laughter,] a touch of sugar to mod ify the colic [laughter] and a drop of peppermint to kill those immor tal hiccoughs. [Roars.] I can taste that stuff. [Laughter.] And how many things you learned as you went along. Sentimental young folks still take stock in that beautiful old saying, that when the tivities. [Laughter.) Do what you please, you can’t make him stay on the reservation. (Great shouts) Sufficient unto the day is one baby. (Laughter.) As long as you are in your right mind don’t you pray for twins. (Laughter. Mr. Clemmen; is the father of a pair.) Twin; amount to a permanent riot (laugh ter,) and there ain’t any real dif ference between triplets and an in - surrection. (Uproarious shouts) Yes, it was high time for a toast to the masses to recognize the impor tance of babies. (Laughter) Think what is in store for the present crop, fifty years from now. We shall all be dead, I trust (laughter,) and then the flag, if it still survive—and let us hope it may—will be floating over a republic numbering 200,000,- 000 souls, according to the settled laws of our increase. Our present schooner of state (laughter) will have grown iuto a political levia than a Great Eastern. The cradled babies of to-day will be on deck let them be well trained, for we are going to leave a big con tract on their hands. (Laughter.) Among the three or four million cradles rocking now in the land are some which this nation would pre serve for ages as sacred things if we could know which ones they are. In one of .these cradles the unconscious Farragut of the future is at this moment teething. (Laugh ter.) Think of it, and, putting in a word of dead earnest, inarticulated, but perfectly justifiable, profanity over it, too. (Laughter) In anoth er, the future-renowned astrono mer is blinking at the shining milky way with hut a liquid inter est—poor little chap—and wonder ing what has become of that one they call wet nurse. (Laughter.) In another the future great histori an is lying, and doubtless will con tinue to lie (laughter) until his earthly mission is ended. In an other the future President is busy ing himself with no profounder proolem of state than what the mis chief has become of his hair so early, (laughter,) and in a mighty array of other cradles there are now some sixty thousand future of fice-seekers getting ready to fur nish him occasion to grapple with that same old problem a second time; and in still one more cradle somewhere under the flag, the fut* ure illustrious Commander-in-chief of the American armies is so little burdened with his approaching grandeur and responsibilities as to be giving his whole strategic mind at this moment to trying to fiud out some way to get his big toe in his mouth, (laughter,) an achieve ment which, meaning no disrespect, the illustrious guest of this evening turned his attention to some fifty- six years ago, and if the child is but the prophecy of the man, there are mighty few who will doubt that he succeeded. (Laughter and aje plause.) An Austin man, who has jnst on j a book of poems, met Gilhooly, smfi the following proceedings were had “Did you read my book ?” “Oh, yes, I read it” “How did you like it ?” “My dear sir, I assure you that I laid it aside with a great deal ot pleasure.” “That reminds me of a familiar song,” said the president of the Punsters Club, pointing to a gilded owl which hang in front of a taxi dermist’s shop. “How so?” inquired his private secretary. “Because it “Owl hang sign,’ my boy.” The sec retary was arrested on charge of assault with intent to kilL GENERAL NEWS. New York city has more than $1,- >00,000,0<X) of property liable to tax ition. Garland makes no fuss; hut ! i las about cleaned up the offensix- partisans in his department. There is nothing like skillful and ample newspaper advertising ti make the public purchase goods. A hotel at a New England sum mer resort makes the startling an nouncement that “nobody dresses here.” Between Grant’s hook and Misf Cleveland’s book the canvassers will reap a harvest this summer.. Heav en protect us! The Connecticut river, once navigable stream for a considerable distance, is said to be drying up be cause of the destruction of the for ests along its watershe i. At school examinations this year there has been an unusually light crop of Curfew-inust-not-ring-to- night and a great dearth of ye-cail- me-chief-and-ye-do-well-to-call-h in -chief. Miss Mildred Lee, tin; daughter of Gen. Robert E. Lee, is a great trav eller, having explored Australia, Japan, China, India and Egypt, in addition to the European circuit of sights. . Dr. Robinson, of Brown Universi ty, asserts that the education of wo men should be by women, and thal he would prefer not to lie president of a college where men and women of a most inflammable age shall sii side by side.” Rev. Dr. Leon tr.l, P;o'libition .•andidate f ir Governor of Ohio, is i •Ieiii idisi divine. Judge 'Foraker Republican candidate, is a promi lent Methodist. Judge Geddes who may lead the Democratic host, is also a leader in the Methodist church. According to tradition, famines occur in Japan every forty or fifty years. Modern history records great famines in 1640, 1673, 1781 and 1835. This is the fiftieth year since the last great dearth, and as the dimatic changes have been fre quent and severe, apprehensions are felt as to a recurrence of the calami ty- It is estimated that Gen. Grant and Senor Romero induced North ern capitalists to put about $100,000,- 000 in Mexican railway schemes. Ruin stares many of these investors in the face. The North had better have spent those millions in help ing develop the South. The money would have been kept at home, in any event. Tin has recently adyaneed mate rially in price. This makes discov eries of that metal in Virginia im portant and valuable. These Vir ginia mines are reported to he much richer than those of Cornwall, one of which is said to have paid on a cap ital stock of $100,000 dividends of more than $300,000. Another, with a capital of $50,000, has paid about $6,000,000 in dividends. Two illustrations of how men will not “let well enough alone,” are giv en in the Arlington (Texas) World. One was where a plaintiff, having secured a $25,000 verdict against a railroad company, was dissatisfied and got only six cents on the next trial. The other case was that of a man who was acquitted of murder, “and went the same day and got married.” Bradstreet’s, one of the ablest and most influential financial and com mercial papers, does not seem to take much stock in Clews & Co’s- war on the credit of this State. It says: Georgia is again before the financial public, though in reality that State may be regarded as only indirectly interested. Three mil lions and a half of Georgia bonds were recently placed in the hands of New York hankers for negotia tion. They in turn wish to dispose of them to New York State savings banks, which stand ready to take them, as Georgia’s credit is to-day, unquestionably good, etc. An address has been issued to the Sonthern cotton mills reciting the deplorable condition of the cotton trade. The circular says: “We would suggest that all mills in the Southern States, especially those running on bro‘»’n goods and yarns, pool their interest, and, as there are too many goods manu- actuerd for the demand, let the board of managers of the pool ordei as many mills as they deem best closed; such mill3 as may close tc. { participate in any profits the other ! mills running may make, in pro-i portion to the number of spindles! and looms they may contain. Should such a move be made, con-: fidence in the dry goods and yarn ! trade woul£ at once be restored, and i within a short time we teel satisfied ! consumption would overtake pro-; duction, and coiton mill owners J would be as prosperous as the hag-1 ging mill owners are to-day. We would further suggest that the poo! have one agent only in each city to sell goods, so that there may not be so much competition. Arnall Bros & Co. Is the place to find the prettiest and largest line of DRY GOODS, FANCY GOODS, NOTIONS, HOSIERY, Clothing, Hats and Shoes* ALSO A COMPLETE STOCK OF Family Groceries. THKY ALSO SUPPLY FARMERS AND QINNERS WITH BAGGING AND TIES. Having watched for our 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 our 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 BRO’S & CO., Newnan, Ga. W. B. ORR <fc CO. \ re receiving daily additions to their stock ot GENERAL MER- JIIANDISE, which is varied and too numerous to itemize. Full line of Ladies, Gents and Children’s Something extra in hand-made, and every pair guaranteed. DRESS GOODS, Lawns, Organdies, Nuns Veiling, Cashmere, Berlin Cord, Checks, Nainsook, Swiss and Mull Muslin, a complete assortment of Cotton- ades, Checks, Bleached and Brown Shirting and Sheeting. READY HADE CLOTHING AND HATS, making a specialty of them, and they must go. We invite one and all to come to see us. Thanking you for past patronage we solicit a continuance of the same. ^ J}. ORR ft CO. THOMPSON, BROS. Bedroom, Parlor and Dining Room Fnmitnre. Big Stock anil Low Prices. PARLOR AND CHURCH ORGANS. WOOD and METALLIC BURIAL CASES mjM Orders attended to at any hour day or mVM- THOMPSON BROS., Newnan, Ga. Boplfr- ly $1 o o PREMIUM BUGGIES JAMES A! PARKS. 1 wish to call public attention to the fact that I am still in the Bui Business, and have a creator variety in stick than ever before. Ia offer a premium valued at ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS to be disti uted with every t *n b iggies, to be divided by the purchasers, as agr< upon by themselves, when the tenth buggy has been sold. J. A. Par OUR PRECAUTION! DR. BIDDERS’ Hdckelberry CORDIAL! THE GREAT SOVTIEBN1EHBDY CHOLERA I -FO I Mies, Gidrei Teeing, Diarrta, Dysentery and Cramp Colic. D *h’. CORDIAL should be kept in every he • ‘ , . '; s on f,°f l *’ e most pleasant and efficacious remedies there is for i KUC,3V. I “ e<M r 88mry lt , i9 > ata aeaaon of the year when violent sudden attacks of tbe bowels are so frequent, you should have some speedy i ' ' .r ‘ “‘“. Ch P ai . na “d anxiety, as well as large doctoFhills. .-..radii , losing sleep night after night in nursing the little one uufft ,V;,‘?J‘ r “ ” : "pon its system from the effects of teething, should nse thl ' ■ \y- U %! 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