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VOLUME n—NUMBER 32. ®hc jjjgrflnffk Ifotjual; IS PUBLISHED WEEKLY '■—A T— THOMSON-. j . —BY— •• RONEY & SULLIVAN,^ RATES OF ADVERTISING^ I| * Transient advertisement# will b? ehsqiM i»S| dollar per square for the first insertion, five cent* for each sebseqi}»ut * MJSINKSS CUIIIS. ~ E, S. H AttEl&O ' Physician o.n^ Otfei*s liia service-- to the wun '"fj| J. S. Joues* ov6r McCord & iJrasjPKv*e •priom3 Tlunison, (i H #• .urnrnr & cor Wholesale and ftotail Dealers in ms fffflfl EIHITIS C. C, nil Wf —ALSO— Stiiii-diina Urcnrli China, Glassware, A t. 244 Broad Street, Augusta, Ga aprlO ly. 11, C. RONEY, Monteg at fain, TnOMSO V, €i.i. Will practice in the Augusta, Northern and Middle Circuits, no I—ly JAMES A. GRAY & C 0„ Have Removed to their New Iron Kront Ht.ore, into AD STREET, AUGUST, GA aprlOtf GLOBE HO TEXT S. W. CORNER BROAD & JACKSON STS., AUGUSTA, * GEORGIA. JACKSON & JULIAN, Proprit’rs. We beg leave to call tlie atterttfou of the travel ling public to this well known Hotel, which we Second to none in the South. No etpeam will be nparod to render it a first class House in every respect, and every attention is paid to the comfort and convenience of guests. UR. T. L. ULLRSTKDT OFFERS IIIS PROFESSIONAL SERVICES To the Citizens ol Thomson and Vicinity. He can he found at the Room over Costello’s, when not professionally absent. REFERS TO * Pro. J A. Eve, Pro. W.m. 11. DorniiTT, Da Jons S. Coleman, Du. S. C. Eve. O IST TIME. TILL THE FIRST OF NOVEMBER. I WILL furnish planters and othors in want of S II O II s on City Acceptance, till Ist November next, at cash prices. D. COHEN, apr 3 13m3 Augusta, Ga. CHARLESS DuBOSE, StTTOMftSfitTMiA IF, Warronton,'Ga. Will practice iu all the Courts of the Northern, Augusta & Middle Circuits. J. M. HARP, Wholesale and retail dealer in ©lair Eiia©g2ui ©aoa, LAMPS AND LAMP FIXTURES, Manufacturer and dealer in all kinds of TIN AND SHEET IRON WARE I GUTTERING, ROOFING, And all kinds of Jobbing done promptly and aeatly. 6m6 15SJ Broad St., Augusta, Ga. Established in 18-15. T. 11. MANLEY, WITH— Gm* Movissox & Sqm NURSERYMEN, HAVE FOB SALE A LARGE ASSORMENT OF ORNAMENTAL TREES, EVERGREENS, & roses; Grape Vines and Small Frails, DWARF AND STANDARD FRUIT TRUES, Rochester, N. Y. JAMES H. HULSEY’S Steam Dyeing and Scouring ESTABLISHMNET, 123 Broad St., Auguda, Ga. Near Lower Market Bridge Bank Building for the Dyeing and Ceaning of dresses, shawls, cloaks, ribbons, &c. Also gen tlemen’s coats, vests and pants cleaned and dyed in the best manner. Piece dry goods, cloths, me jrinoes, delane, alpaca, rep goops and jeans dyed .fvmT finished equal to those done in New "iork. «ST Orders by Express promptly attended to. Augusta, Ga. apr.3m3 Svapnia—is Opium purified of its siknening and poisenous properties, It is a perfect anodyne, not producing headache or constipation of the bowels, as is the case with other prepara tions of opium. John Farr, Chemist New, York. ftodtg. jXl*o Old Man in tlio Stylish Church. Well, wife, I've to-day—been to a £ stylish one— nßPd, seem’ you can’t go from home, IU teH yon HA what was done; SSfou Would have been surprised to see what I saw Hb\ there to-day; Jgfhe sisters were fixed up so fine they hardly bowed ■Si to pray. on Iliya yfeae clothes of mine, not much I 13 worse for wear, j thoy knew I wasu’t one they call a rnill | . s^HWure. J Sd tire old man to a seat away back by the | door; fcjXwas bookless and uncushioned, a reseved seat HT for the poor. .etty soon in came a stranger with gold rings and ■ . clothing fine; |mey led him to a cushioned seat far in advance of I U mine. 1 that wasn’t exactly right to seat him up so near, ■When he was young, and I was old and very hard - to hear. But, then, there’s no accountin’ for what some people do ; The finest clothing now-a-days oft got the finest pew; But when we reach the blessed home, all undefiled by sin, We’ll see wealth beggin’ atiho gate, while poverty goesjjin. I couldn't hear the sermon, I sat so far away, So, through tho hours of service, I could only “watch and pray ; Watch (lie doin’s of tho Christians sitting near me, round’ about; Pray that God would make them puns i they were pure without. ’ ■■ i-r.~ ..:i -. ’"I great, 1!. tb.pl.m’ of tho ■’VI, aiid ft# How. by .ill ."it ilo ;s forsaken, tlic poor forn. rew cold And tho anger. Imre his spirits to the built ofq'uld. How, at last, the rich man perished, and Jus spirit . . towh.it fltott " From the fuifplo and fine linen to tho homo of . endless night; There he learned, as he stood gazin’ at tho beggar in tho sky, “It isn’t all of life to live, nor all of death to die.’ I doubt not there were wealthy sires in that relig ions fold Who went up iu their temple, like tho Pharisee of old: i Then returned home from their worship, with a ’.head uplifted high, To spurn the hungry from their door with naught to satisfy. Out! out with such professions; they are doin ’ more to-day To stop the weary sinner from tho Gospol’s shinin’ way Than all the books of infidels; than all that has been tried Since Christ was bom at Bothlehem—since Chirst was crucified. now simple are tho works of God, and yet how very grand; Tho shells in ooean caverns, tho flowers on tho land ; lie gilds the cloud of evenin’ with tho gold right from His throne, Not for tho rich man only ; not for tho poor alono. Then why should man look down on man because of lack of gold ? Why seat him in the poorest pow because his clothes are old ? A heart with noble motives—a heart that God has blest— May be beatin’ Heaven’s music ’neath that faded coat and vest. I’m old —I may be childish —but I love simplicity ; I love to see it shinin’ in a Christian’s piety. Jesus told us in His sermon in Judea’s mountain wild, no that wants to go to Heaven mils be liko a little child. Our heads are growin’ gray, dear wife; our hearts are beatin’ slow ; In a little while the Master will call for us to go, When wc reach the pearly gateways, and look in with joyful eyes, Well see no stylish worship in the temple 6f the skies. Utisfellanwns. Death of Two Ex-Governors of Georgia.—The Augusta papers, of yesterday, bring intelligence of the death of ex-Gevernor George W- Craw ford, which occurred at his residence at Bel-Air, Richmond county, last Satur day. The deceased was in the 74th year of his age. We have not space this morning for more than the mere announcement of his death. Passengers who arrived here from Co lumbus, yesterday evening report the death of Hon. James Johnson, Judge of the Chattahoochee Circuit, who from July to December, 186-5, under appoint- I inentfrom Andrew Johnson, was provis- I ional Governor of the State. THOMSON, McIiUFFIE TOUNTyM .AtottsS 14 1872. Smith and »Toiies. One winter there came to Trenton, New Jersey, two men named Smitj; juvi Jones, both ot whom had designs upon the Legislature. Jones had a bad wife? and was in love with another pretty woman,who, by-the-hy, was a widow, with sparkling black eyes. Smith had a good wife, plump as a robin, good as an angel, and the mother often children. Smith did not want to get divorced, but sought to get a charter for a turnpike from Pig’s Run to Terrapin Hollow. So. with these different objects, .jjhey came to Trenton, and addressed- the as sembled wisdom there tvifjr the usual arguments: Ist. Oyster suppers, with a rich back ground of steak and venison. 2d. Liquors in abundance, from tho tunning ‘Jersey lightning’ to the bub bling champagne. To speak in plain prose, Jones gave a champagne supper, and Smith fol lowed with a champagne breakfast. Under the mollifying influence of these tempting repast, tjie wise law makers passed both the divorce and turnpike bills, and Jones and Smith- - with a copy of each bill i:i parchment in their .pockets—went rejoicing to thoir homes. ‘My love,’ said Smith, when iie was onee 'more comfortably enconseds before his ; flwn domestic hearthstone,* and speaking to his wife, whoewas minister ing to the necessities ortthe youngest offspring, ‘J am one of tho director:; of the Pig’s Run and Terrapin Hollow Turnpike, and will be Present, my Jpir. It will quite set us up in life, wijl send our children to boarding T AtiH live in style off the tolls, here’s thecharter, ducky.’ me see it, pet,’ said the wife, ■fctos one of die best of wives, with j an i go sin 'if-;.. v, die not generally profane, but now he rip ped out a fearlul oath. ‘Blast it, wife !’ he shouted, furiously, ‘those scoundrels at Trenton have divor ced us!’ It was too true. The parchment he held was a bill of divorce, in which the names of Smith and his wife appeared in in frightful big letters. Mrs. Smith wiped her eyes with the corner of her apron, as she exclaimed : ' ‘Oh, dear, here’s a turnpike! Mr. Smith, with the whole ten of our chil dren staring me in the face, I ain’t your wife.’ Here the voice of the poor woman be came choked with sobs, and her- utter ances were too indistinct to be recorded. As for Smith, he cursed away at such a rate as would have convinced any spec tator of the propriety of sending him a missionary. Although the night was dark, and the denizens of the village had retired to their beds, Smith bid his wife put on her bonnet, and arm-in-arm they proceeded to the house of the clergyman of their church. ‘Goodness, bless me!’ exclaimed the mild, good man, as he saw them enter, Smith looked like the last June shad, and Smith’s wife’s face all streaked with tears, ‘what is the matter?’ ‘The matter is, I want you to marry us right off,’ replied Smith. ‘Marry you !, exclaimed the astonished clergyman, with expanded fingers and wondering eyes; ‘are you drunk or cra zy ?’ ‘Neither. The fac/c is, brother Good win, some scoundrels at Trenton have, unknown to us, divorced me from my wife, and she is’the mother of all my children.’ Well, the minister, seeing the condi tion of things married them over again, and would not take any fee. The fact is, he was anxious to be alone, so that he could give vent to a suppressed laugh that was shaking him all over. Smith and his wife went home and kissed every one of their ten children and the little Smiths never knew that father and mother had been made stran gers to each other by legislative enact ment. Meanwhile, and on the self-same night, Jones returned to his native town, und sought the fine pair of black eyes which he hoped shortly to call his own. The pretty widow sat on a sofa, a white handkerchief tied carelessly about her round, white throat, and her black hair in silky waves against her rosy cheeL ‘Divorce is the word !’ cried Jones, plays ully patting the double chin. ‘The fact is, Eliza, I am rid of that woman, and you and I will be married to-night. I ioi.rmage tfipse fplfow.-- ai. TWA champagne suppfer, (or )did our husiues with your bonnet, and lei us s at once, ".(who was among widows .fttinong apples) put on her Jones’ arm, and — cried Jones, pulling tin: dcfilHQßit before her, here's the law that Jack Jones and Ann j C*fiu*. - are two /’ Look at it /’ jjjor V'itunp, gloved hand on did look at it. •)h r jds?aT/’ she exclaimed, with her roibu® jjssj sank back, half fainting, onOiefhqn /, cried Jones rumpling inhis hand;‘here’s lots of chmpAjtMe arid happiness gone to ruin.’ IwnytCn hard 'case. Instead of being divaifeifar.d’at liberty, by the Legisla ttu’€*of’fo\y jersey, incorporated into a Tnrar»ik«Company, with the liberty ol cens4|ui tic ; aturnpi/re frqm Burlington to Bmpf. , KVlion you reflect that Bur lingtlm'wru Bristol are located about a mile spitri An opposite sides of the Dele ware river you will perceive the extreme * hopel is of Jones' case ‘lt is %ll the faub of that turnpike maa . the supper—or, was'iuHrh -aftfast ?’ cried Jones inlhs agony-arfe? iiey had only chartered me to lay a iffinpike from Pig’s Run to Ter rapin 11011, , . I might have borne it, hut the veiv idea of laying a turnpike across the’DeJewaro river, fromjjurliug ton to BriskJia ai infernal' absurdity.’ So it w,nL ‘ And aitft divorced?' said Eliza, a tear roin:i*optv;;€ach cheek. ■‘No/’ ripudred Jones, crushing his luit his knees ; ‘and what is worse? t'iifefecfltshyfiire have adjourned and gTuV?3Bpne- drunk, and won’t he •hack tojfhlfpi until next year.’ It was gfSfk' The mistake hud occur red on tl -a l ist day'of tkg session, when tl ’ Legi&JfenJ’Uand transcribing clerks /A.:re. hher-. f*% : ei' f effects' of a a- drwftrf pagiici Breadst. Smith’s name hail been ptt where Jones’ ought to have, and ‘wisey-wersey,’ as the Latin poet hath it. SllisUlnqr Fapet* Collni-.s. One hundred and Dfty million paper collars, it has been estimated, are yearly used in the United States, and statistics show that this immense number is still steadily increasing as improvements in the mau'jjpigture multiply. Tl e collars are made in two varieties ; of paper and cloth combined, and of pa per alone. The best materials arc used in the manufacture of the paper. It is supplied in heavy white sheets, sixteen by thirty-six inches in dimensions, and weighs 125 pounds to the ream. On be ing received in the manufatory, it is sent to the enameling room, where each sheet is covered with a thin layer of enamel, and then placed on racks heated by steampipes until they are thoroughly dry. this work is perform ed entirely by hand, and the enamel mixture! appied with an ordinary brush. Afteij the sheets have become thor oughly dry, they are embossed to imi tate cloth- To produce this effect, musfin is tightly stretched and pasted on sheets of tin corresponding in size to the sheets of paper. Between pairs of plates thus prepared, the paper is laid, about fourteen sheets at a time being thus arranged, making a pile of alter nate layers of paper and tin. The whole ’ between heavy steel rol 1- er»,tfjpprSsmre being sufficient to im print the threads of the doth on the pa per, sa that a perfect sac simile is thus obtained. Eilch sheet is then polished by pass ing it over swiftly revolving brushes, wheriit is ready to be transformed into collars. The paper is next sent to the finishing loft, and, by means of movable dies,’ jnade of steel with edges sharpen ed sojas to penetrate the material readi ly, tMe collars are cut out. A heap of Bhecfj, about eighty in number, is ar ranged under a press, the die placed upjinjthem and the press set in motion. A jirjjrle stroke cuts through the paper, and oie collars are shaped. They are now perfectly flat, destitute of button holtiL and besides must be moulded be fore they are ready for packing. A&one end of the loft are large rolls muslin, the use of which it ■IS at first somewhat difficult to divine. A glance at the next process through which the collars pass soon affords an explanation, for the muslin is seen cut up into little elliptical hits, called Patch es,' which are pasted on the extremities and middle of the collara. Their ob ject is to give the button holes the nec- essary strength, and to prevent them from tearing out yvhen soaked by per spiration. Avery ingenious machine puts on these patches, cuts the button holes, impresses the imitation of stitch es on the borders, folds the collar and stamps the size upon it, all in one mo tion. As fast as the collars are finished by this machine, they are bent or moulded so as to fit the nec&. The moulding apparatus accomplishes its work with astonishing rapidity, although it may he considered as rivaled in speed of motion by the girls who pack the collars in the boxes. A bundle of a dozen is made up and twistedlnto its fecqptacle as if by magic, each girl pac/ring some 20,001) collars per day. The last pro cess is to label the boxes, place them in cases, and the goods are ready for mar ket. of Until you set foot on Gibraller you can form no idea of its impregnability. Very properly its real strength can not bo seen from a ship in the bay ; only when you land do you find that the sea wall bristles with heavy guns, and groans beneath piles of hall; only as you traverse its flank do you see how formidable breech-loaders peep from every available chink, and powerful mortars lurk behind every available em bankment. Apd not till you penetrate tho rock do you get any just notion of the marvelous piece of military engineer ing -exhibited in the ‘galleries.’ These are tunnels excavated from the solid rock, paralell to its outer side, but some thirty feet tbcrefrom„pnd large enough to drive a carriage through. They are in two tiers, and comprise a total length of nearly three miles. At every thirty feet or so along them spacious embra sures are outhrovvn, that terminate in commanding portholes, which look to the spectator outside the rock like swallows’ nestholes in a sand cliff.— These embrasures contain heavy guns always standing ready lor action, with .powder magazines' by.' From the portholes a beautiful peep of the bay and the Spanish continent are obtained ; out of these, on the North side you look down upon a half-gras3y flat, perhaj s half a mile long, and as wide, connect ing the rock with the main land; and separating the bay from the Meditera nean. Two lines of sentry-boxes, one at the rock end, the other at the distant end, mark the bounderies of Brittish and Spanish land, and between these lines is the neutral ground. The guns of the quarried embrasures and those hidden cannon that stud the Western and Southern slopes of the rock, cover the neighboring Spanish land, the whole of the bay and straits; and the strength ening work is ever going on by the for tification of new points that from time to time appear vulnerable. The East ern side of the roc& requires no protec tion ; it is a forbidding wall, with a great sand slope in one place, but with no foothold for any thing more than a few fishermen’s huts near the water’s edge. The Widow Rody.—Charles W. Helm, in the course of his speech last Monday, after contrasting the Cincin nati Liberal platform with the Radical platform made at Philadelphia, said he would support Greeley, whom every body recognized as an' honest man, if Grant stood on the same platform with him ; and the speaker gave point to his declaration by relating inhis inimitable way the following anecdote: The widow Rody, an owner of two white mules" and a little homestead, lived in Western Missouri. She did all of her house and farm work, and, not withstanding she stood six feet in her mocasins, never wore more than seven yards of calico. When she went to mill with her grist on one of her mules she never rode on a side saddle. During the late‘unpleasantness’a noted guer illa, named Jenison, raided down on her premises ; and when she returned from the spring she found her two mules had taken such a liking to the guerilla as to follow him into his camp. Getting on their track she followed it until warned by bayonets presented to her bosom that she could not see the chief of the gang. Brushing these aside she made a bee-liue for his tent. She soon ap peared in his presence, and there was that expression in her eye that said as plainly as words that she was not to be trifled with. Jenison looted up, and being evidently annoyed, asked her bu tt ess. She replied, ‘See here, Jenison, I want my mules.’ ‘How do you tnow I’ve got your mules ? said he.’ TERMS-TWO DOLLARS IN ADVANCE ‘Because I seed’em under the hill.’ ‘IVe 11, old woman, before you can get them you must tell meyour politics.’ ‘I hain’t got no politics, jenison, and I want my mules.’ ‘That answer will not do. I must first know your principles, or on what platform yon stand.’ Drawing herself up proudly to a tow ering height, the old lady said : ‘I don’t know what yer mean by my flatform, Jenison, and I hain’c got, no principles \ but I can tell you this, I'm agin all steal ing. I want my mules.’ The speaker added that it was need less to say she got her mules ; and-that when more than two hundred millions of property belonging to Southern people could be tracked into the carpet bag camp, protected by the bayonets of Grant, that the widow Body’s decla ration agin all itealin' was a very proper platform for Southern white men to stand upon in the present po litical contest.— Warrenlon Index. Tlio I {0111:111 Sentinel. There was nothing in Pompeii that invested it with deeper interest to me than the spot where a soldier of.jold Rome displayed a most heroic ful'clity. The fatal day on which Vesuvius, at the foot of which the city stood, burst out into an eruption that shook the earth, poured torrents of-lava from ite riven sides, ad discharged amidst the noise of a hundred thunders such clguds of ashes as filled the air, produced a darkness deeper than midnight, and struck such terror into all hearts that men thought that not only the end of the world had come, and all must die, but that the gods themielvea were expiF ing—on that night a sentinel £ept watch by the gate which looked to the burn ing mountain. Amid unimaginable ter rors and shrieks of horror, mingled with the ever vibrating roar of the volcano, and cries of mothers who had lost their children yi the darkness, the inhabitants fled the fated town, while falling ashes loading the darkened air-hod penetrat ing every place, rose in the streets till they covered the house* tops, nor left a vestige of the city, but a vast, silent mound beneath which it lay unknown, dead and buried for nearly one thous and yearn. Amidst this fearful disorder the sen tinel at the gate had been forgotten, and as Rome required her sentinels—hap pen what might—to hold their posts till relieved by the guard, or set at lib erty by their officers, he had to choose between death and dishonor. A pattern of fidelity, he stood by his post. Slow ly but surely the ashes rise on his man ly form; now they reach his breast, and now covering his lips, they choke his breathing. He, also, was faithful unto death. After seventeen centuries bis skeleton standing erect in a marble niche, clad in rusty armor, the helmet on his empty skull and his bony fingers still closed on his spear. IV hen Colonel Henry Wilson, now candidate for Vice President, was in Boston raising a regiment, a little fel low one day presented himself at head quarters and as&ed for a commission. ‘Have you seen service ?’ asked Colo nel Wilson. ‘Yes. Colonel ; I was in the three months’ service.’ •Were you at the battle of Bull Run ?’ ‘I was, Colonel.’ Colonel Wilson has a delicate vein of humor in him ; so, win/cing to his staff, he as/t-cd : ‘And did you run well V ‘I used due diligence, Colonel. I did the best I could, but I counldn’t keep up with you in that hack.’ An Artificial Man —Paris journals tell of an unfortunate, but artiffeial, man who lately arrived in that city, and who reminds one of that lively sketch of Edgar A. Poe’s, entitled Gen eral A. B. D. C. Smith. The poor man was a fireman for a steam engine, and, two years ago, was horribly mutilated, by the explosion of the boiler. Saved by the skill of an English charlatan, the victim is thus, furnished with at present: One wooden arm and two wooden legs, a glass eye, a nose made from the skin of the forehead, a silver jaw, a palate composed of a bit of caou tchouc, and a stomach consisting of a sort of truss. As this man is a legiti mate curiosity, and being without re sources, he has resolved to place him self in the hands of an exhibitor, who will make with him to the tour of all the capitals ofEurope. Three young ruffians of Portland, Oregon seized a Chinaman and cut off his quene. Pleading guilty they were ! fined siiO each, or ten day’s in jail.