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Vol. X.
THE TWO LIGHTS.
“When I'm a man,” is the poetry of youth.
♦•When T was young.-’ is the poetry of old age.
“When I’m a man,” the stripling cries.
And strives the coming years to scan—
*‘AJ, then I shall i>e strong ami wise,
When I’m a man.”
•‘When I was young,” the okl man sighs,
“Bravely the lark and linnet snug
Their carol under sunny skies,
Wheu I was young!”
“When I’m a man. I shall be free.
To guard the right, the truth uphold-”
“When 1 was young I bent no knee
To power or gold.”
“Then shall I satisfy my soul.
With yonder prize when I’m a man.”
“Too late I found how vain the goal
To which 1 ran.”
‘ U'tuMi I’m a man these idle toys
Aside forever shall be dung."
“1 here was no poison in my joys
When 1 was young.”
The boy’s bright dream is all before.
The man’s romance lies far behind.
Had we the present and no more.
Fate were unkind.
But, brother, toiling in the night.
Still count yourself not all unblest
If iu the East there gleams a light,
Or in the West
—Blackwood’s Magazines.
Aunt Hannah Discards the N„w
Hymn Book.
RXPOBLISHKU BY REQUEST.
V NULL TONY never for a
H I moment thought that the
—-k—’ new hymn books ho was
distributing, to his congregation
would ever impair his usefulecss
as their pastor. About l lie clos
ing ot the morning services he
says: “Bredren and sislorin,
dese are de new hime books, and
I wants yer all ter iarne to sing
wid de spirit an wid de under*
standin; an when yer gits ter
raslin wid some ob dese new
tasbion tunes, an i< about lor be
obereum, jes toiler sister Banner,
she’ll tote ’em through level. Her
emotive vo.se is always heard
away down on de home stretch
when tie other nags is jes a-comin
aroun de bend wid ther racket.
When I calls for do mourners
tleso yer himes’ll fotcli 'em if yer
ingineers ’em kerrccton tie sketl*
ule. I takes tie noon refresh
ments at sister Haulier's, and is
ter convarse wi i Lizabcth on do
outlook ob her f'eelims, an I dis
miss dis meetin to de oveniu ser
vice when do candles is lit’.’
Aunt Hannah i ushed aheail
towards home, to mtik.j up the
chicken pie and set her house in
order for .ho noon refreshments.
On her way, with the hymn
book in band, she came across
some bad boys playing maibles
in the road. One of them said:
“Why, Aunt Hannah, what are
you tarrying that book for? You
can't read.''
Aunt Hannah replies: “Dis
is tie new hime book: jes read
dis ritin on tie lust leaf, Marse
Joe, please salt ”
Joseph reads: * I)is book am
pursentod to my lovin sister
Hanncr by parson Tony Stokes,
de m nister.”
“Dat nouns purty, but yer or-:
ter jes hear some ob de liimes in
dat book. Dar's ‘When 1 reads
my titles clyar,’ an ‘Cross ober
Jof'ian,’ an away down to ‘Hark
from de tooms.’ Hat’s lots ob
new fashion himes in dar, cause
our color is gittin edieated, but
da sticks to de good ole doctrin ;
jes anew way o wcarin do gar
ment. Like as 1 goes an buys a
bolt ob culliker an makes my
dress de ole fasbun way, den my
darter Lizabeth outs off her shur
an makes hern wid de shoo fly.
an do dolly vardin, an de snatch
back, ain’t it all de samecalhker?
Marse Joe, jes read fur my edify
in, a few oh dem himes, pleas,
soli.”
Joe winks at the other boys
and reads—
‘•l saw Esau kissing Kate,
And she saw I saw Esau,
And Esau he saw she saw me,
And I saw she saw Esau,”
“That’s a very queer hymn,
Aunt Hannah,” said Joe.
“Dar’s a mighty heap oh saws
mixed up in dat tune, an I is
afeard dat de he saws an de she
saws will Sesaw all de ’ligion
outen it. But it’s got de right
doctrine in dar; it hides to Esau
on do mount a viewin de protnus
lan wid de eyes oh faith. Our
preacher is amity pius high larnt
brudder; he looks fru de spec
ifies ob faith clean ober de trials
an trubbles ob dis life tode other
shore. Try ttoiher one. Marse
Joe.”
Joseph reads —
“O is au aught,
7t is a figure.
Multiply the white man*
Subtract the nigger.”
“How do you like that one,
aunty '
“[ yustor think dat wosn't a
ligious liime when I heord it sung
at de aaramißashun ob do free
school. I’d ruther brudder Tony
had a left dat one out. Got no
use fut multiplyin an subtractin
in de pulpit. Lcs try a few more
ob’em; dar’s boun ter bes- me
rad good ones in dar.”
Joseph turns over a fow leaves
and reads
‘•The Yankees did the niggers fool.
Forty aeres and a mule,
Enough to make—"
“Stop, Marse Joe, right dar.
I don’t want ter hab politics mix
ed up in ligion dat way. Why,
folks’ll think we ain’t no bettcr’n
Yankeys. I don't sec what Tony
let dat git in tie hime book fur.
He orten ter dun it. Move ober
toards do middle ob de book ; I
spec it gits better.”
Joe obeys and reads—
“ Nigger in the woods
Sitting on a log,
Finger on the trigger
And eye ou a hog.”
“It peers to me dat's gitlin wus
an wus. What bizness ole Tony
I got savin dat? He's tiuffln but a
nigger liissef Wliat bo mean
bnsiu his culler dat way? You
reckin he ludes ter my son Sum
shootin at de peckerivood an kill
in do hog ?”
Joe thought it possible that
the parsou alluded to Sam’s case.
“Sam’s case? Sam’s case? like
dar wasn’t any Tony’s; yes a
half dozcu ob ’em. Dat ole To
ny nigger is de biggest roguo in
dese parts. Didn't lie bring back
de yaller pullit what I sold at de
store yisti iy, afore day dis morn
in, an got mo ter cook her fur
bis ! reekfus, an now inakin small
ob my folks afore dinner? Dar’s
many a hog been lost cause ole
lousy Tony was lowed ter run in
de samo woods. Sam's case! I’s
gittin tired ob dein himes; an
Marse Joe, if you will jes read
‘Hark frum de loom,' ter repose
my feelins, I'll go an • postulate
wid dat ole sinner m.an Tony.”
Joe reads—
“ Hark from the tomb ye doleful sound,
Old lieeve is trailing round and round.
Lookout, niggers! .Shore s you born
Old Hannah’s in the new-ground corn!
“The Lord presarve us! Suites
alive! Hannah ain't been in dat
new-ground corn but wonst dis
year, an dat was when oie Tony
come to my house an called liis
sef a courtin me, an ole missus
said I might git some roastin ears
fur him. Ho tells lies right dar
in dat l ime.”
Joseph now called Hannah's
attention to the reported engage
ment bet veen Uncle* Tony and
Mi s Elizabeth, Hannah’s you ig
est daughter.
“Dat news onfits mo tor sarve
de Lord wid all my heart jes at
dis time present.’’
About this time M ss Elisabeth
and the parson, with the larger
portion of his flock, arrives.—
Aunt Hannah proceeds;
“My darter Lizabctb, jest a
young gal bout twi nty, gwine
ter marry dat ole cripple up nig
ger? I spec I'll hab somethin
ter say about dat. Ise a gwine
ter take dat ole sinner tru de
wust ’sperionco media ober he
was in. Well, 1 declur; lie’s got
ter be a reglar old Beecher. He’s
got fo’ or five wives in dis settle
ment now, exeusin dem lie left
back in ieorgy. Ton} -—ole slick
breeches Tony, Lso a talkin ter
you. Yon’s bin a preaehin bout
John dc ISaptis an John ec Ban
yan and Nigger Dennis dut was
born agin, an a prayin fur do
Lord to take sister Banner home
ter glory, an a shoutin yer ole
Tennessee jack bass; an it’s a git
tin my time ter preach, an I
takes my tex ‘Hark frum de
toom, Tony,’ an I tell yor afore
dis tex ar ended dar’ll bo u'eepin
an smashin ob teeth, an a rattlin
ob de dry bones, an a groanin an
a seratchin when dat 010 buggy'
trace starts ter popin, an de skil
lits turns wrong side outards
across yer ole head, an de earf
quakes an de fallin stars ar a
dansin afore yer vishun, an do
wash-tab ob consecrated ly ar a
splashin ober yer soul, an do arf j
is a buckin under yer like a
young mule, ati yer day ob grace *
is a gittin dark—Tony, denyer’ll
wish yer saw what Esau saw;
den you’ll know dat ort is ort
widout dc figer ob speech, an dat
when you subtract de nigger
frum de forty acres an de mule,
he’ll hab no time left ter see
i who’s a settin on de log, nor who
i is a thinin out de new-ground
j corn. Hen you'll want ter 'scard
! yer new doctrin Lime book an be
born agin before Gabril gits de
dust out ob his horn. Tony, do
you hear me ? you ole scattering
talkin nigger; dar’s a sborenuff
hell, an Ise a gwino ter see dat
my darter* Lizabeth don’t treble
dat downard paff wid you. Here
is yer hime book; it ain t ter
come inside ob my house. I
'seards it 1”
If the streets in heaven are
paved with gold it must also be
remembered that gold has no
eommereia! value up there. You
might as well have a bag of sand
as a cart-load of gold.
THOMSON, GrA., WEDNESDAY, MARCH 10. 1880.
OH. LITTLE FEET.
Oh, little feet, that such long years
Must wander on through doubts and fears,
Must ache and bleedoeneath your load !
I. nearer to the wayside inn
Where toil shall cease and rest begin,
Am weary, thinking of your road.
Oh, little hands, that weak or strong
Have still to serve or rule so long,
Have still so long to give or ask!
I. who so much, with book and pen,
Have toiled among my fellow men,
Am weary, thinking of your task.
Oh, little hands, that throb and boat
With such impatient, feverish heat.
Such limitless and strong desires!
Mine, that so long has glowed and burned
With passions into ashes turned,
Now covers and conceals its Ares.
—Longfellow.
REMINISCENCES OF COLUMBIA
COUNTY.
Y AN 0141 CITIZEN.
K ti u .v n iv—Ha msb v.
There was a colony of Eubanks
i and Ramseys, who emigrated
from Virginia and settled near
each other in Columbia county.
There were tlireo Ramsey broth
; ers—John, of whom 1 have al
ready written, Randolph and
Noah. Randolph Ramsey came
to Columbia county soon alter
i tho Revolutionary War—about
j 178-l-and bought lands on or near
: Euchee creek- He brought with
him his wife, who was a Newton,
and several children. After a
lew years he moved to the upper
pn.it of the county and settled on
; Little river. He subsequently
moved over into Lincoln, having
j purchased a large landed estate
in (lie fork of Little and Big riv
ers—Big Island the lands now
owned by tho Ramseys and oth
ers, in the famous ‘ Dark Cor
: nor.” He died a very rich man,
; about 182-1, aged 80 years. Ho
loft 3 sons and -1 daughters. Nel-!
lio, tho oldest daughter, married
j John Eubank. Susan married
Win. Fleming, and by this imp- i
rial several children were born, i
notubly Win. loming, so well
| known to the citizens of Savan
nah and Augusta f r Iris bright
intellect, sparkling wit and fine
conversational powers ; and
Da. Newton Randolph Teeming
| the accomplished scholar, versa
tile intellect and Boot Laureate
lof Lincoln. Tho doctor is ago
i nius, and should bo called out
\ from ills l'eLimey. Dis light
should not be bid under a bushel.
The cold hand of adversity may
have laid its icy toucli upon him,
but within is a casket of gems.
The blood of the Randolphs uni
of Sir Isaac Newton courses
through his veins, and the hered
itary taint is easily perceptible.
I have soon the doctor in tho
sacred desk, and heard him ex
pound the Gospel to tho congre
gations at old Kiokce, and I con
sider him’ a fine pulpit orator.
I have heard him on tho hust
ings, and 1 have seen him in the
parlor paying court to the fair ;
and, though ho is yet in single
blossedues, I think it is owing t
the fact that tie was always too
diffusive and general in his at
tentions. His motto was, “La
dies, I love you all." Again, I
have been with the doctor at the
bedside of the sick, and then his
tender, big heart pulsated in
sympathy with every emotion
of the afflicted. In a word, tho
doctor is too clever to “waste his
sweetness on the desert air.” If
be wovld only strike for tamo he
would certainly win.
Polly, the third daughter, mar
ried Ilardy Levcrott; Nancy
married Mallett; Jas. Itam
scy married a Hassel. Randolph
Ramsey was professor in Midway
University near Milledgoville for
25 or 30 years, and was the son
nf James Ramsey. Randolph,
called Randall, was the second
son of Randolph Ramsey’. Ho
married a daughter of old uncle
Dick Eubank, and lived in Co
| lumbia up to 1827, when lie mov
ed to Lincoln anij died in 1866,
| owning, besides land, about sev
i enty-fivo slaves. He had 2 sons
and 1 daughter, who married
Green Roberts. One of the sons,
Isaac Newton Ramsey, married
a Walton, and raised a fine fam
ily’ of children. C. E. Ramsey,
the youngest son, married Caro-
line Harden, and raised 11 chil
dren, 7 sons and 4 daughters,—
Three of the sons live in Colum
bia, and are good and successful
farmers. Dick Ramsey married
Clara Wilkes, daughter of Dr. J.
L. Wilkes, one of the most in el
ligent and influential citizens ol
Lincoln county. Tip Ramsey
has his second wife, who was a
Mrs. Hoy I, nee McCord, formerly
of Lincoln but more recently of
Mississippi. I wish them all long
life and much good luck.
Uncle Dick Eubank,
as he was called, was born in
York county, Va., in 1760, and
was one of the soldiers who drove
Cornwallis into Yorktown in 17-
78, which put the finishing touch
to tho war for Independence, lie
emmigrated to Georgia and set
tied on Key creek, in Columbia,
in 1790, the year the county was
organized, and went to farming.
He married and raised 3 chil
dren—two sons, Jo! n and Caleb,
who, as soon as they grew up,
moved to Alabama—ami a daugh
ter, Elizabeth, who married Ran
dall Ramsey. Uncle Dick was a
good citizen, devoted to hTsTiome
which he rarely left except to at
tend church, for he was a good
. old Hardshell Baptist, and died
'< in the faith at the ago of S2.
| Tho old Eubank plueekjiow
I owned bv R. A. iTJaiTclnTOiTnml
is a good place to this day. I
remember on one occasion Rev.
Juriah Harris remarked to me
that when iie first come to the
county, the red lands were eager
ly sought after and highly priz
ed, and tiie gray lands were just
the reverse. “But,” said ho, af
tor fifty years of observation, 1
believe tho gray lands are prefer
able, because they are generally
level, and retain what is put on
them much better, and are easier
to cultivate." But botli are good
if well worked, for “there is
more in tho man than there is
in tho land.”
Fishing.
I landed my first pickers! the
first evening we were on Luke
Minnetonka. lam not a slrillt'u!
fisherman. I told tho hoys that
1 could do a little plain fishing,
but I didn’t want to bo sot down
for anything with any kind of
fluting, embroidery, knito-plait
ing, or any tiring of that kind
about it. I fi-liod from the
shore, by the side of a veteran
fisher, Mr. A K. Dunlap, of Ti
tusville. lie knows every fish
in the lake by naine. He can
tell by tho movement of the line
wliat kind of a fish is at your
hook- Something inn away
with my’ line.
“It’s a pickoral,” shouted Mr.
Dunlap in intense excitement.—
“A big fellow. Take out %uur
link's," ho* yelled to* the
them. “Give him plenty of
room! Play him," he shrieked
at me. “Lot him run I Keep
your lino taut! Don’t give him
an inch of slack! Look oull—
Don’t let him do that again!
Let him run I Now, bring him
in this—look out! Don’t let
him do that again.”
By' this time I was so exSted
I was on the point of throwing
down the polo and rushing out
in the lake, intending to run iho
fish down and kick it to death.
I screamed to Mr. Dunlap:
“Yon take tho pole and laud j
him T never cun ”
He refused. lie turned and
hurled his own pole, lance fash
ion, into the woods.
“Here!” ho shouted, rushing
down tho bank twenty foot be
low me, stooping down anti
spreading out his arm j . Hero! j
Now. Bring him in through
lie shoal water! I’ll got himl
Careful, now! Careful! Steady! I
Ah—”
And flip, flip, I had him on the j
shore. He was a beauty'. A lit- j
tie sunfish about tl roe and a half
inches long.
It was a long time before wo
said anything. Mr. Dunlap
climbed a big birch tree, in the
top of which bis pole had lodged,
arid we resumed our fishing.—
Presently Charley Armknecht
coughed and said:
“How funny the frogs sound
over in the marsh.!' ■ X
And then wo laughed a long
time at the frogs. A long, long
time, and they wore very funny
frogs.
But Mr. Dunlap fished on very
silently, and by and by he sun 1
the fish wouldn’t bite when there
was so much noise. Bo we f eld
our hush and the fish bit. But
they didn't bite any of us very
badly.
The fishing is excellent almost
anywhere in the lake. That
evening on the upper lake one of
the boys caught nine large pick
erel. When we came to count
the fish, however, it appeared
that wo had caught one . ickcrel
nine times. It was a large fish,
and they are going to have its
skin dried whole for a spectacle.
I caught more fish than anyone
else in the party, bat they wore
all, with exception, catfish, and I
learned, to my amazen ent, that
I had disgraced myself and ti e
lake. VVhy isn’t a fish a fish, I’d
like to know ?—Burdette.
Young man, in a walking
mal' h, “you go as you please,”
but in a courting match you
please as you go.
Out Door Sport.
Tho season has now arrived
when out door sports are apro
pos. The catterpiilar lias left
iris den, the mosquito lias turn
ed over in bed and nt ered a
warning shriek, and big, green
worms are sky-larking around
on shade trees, and betting on
their chances of dropping down
behind a man’s coat-collar.
An interesting lawn game is
played as follows:
At the supper table the wife
remarks:
“James, I want §lO to fix up
iiMi.sumnier silk. Don’t go way
without leaving it."
James makes no reply, and
manages to slip out of the house
unseen. He is stealing softly
across the lawn to jump over
the fence at the corner, when
hie wife comes rushing out and
exclaims:
“Janies! James! see hero !"
He begins to squint into a
sherry-tree and ta ! k about moths.
“Yon walk back boro and hand
over that (sash, or I'll send for
my mother to come and stay all
the winter."
According to the rules of the
game, lie turns an 1 looks at her,
and mutters to himself:
“That wilts n e!"
“The idea of your skulking off
like that," she continues, when
lie advances, hands out the “X,”
and, if lie can convince her i hat
lie lia I as soon give her 82(1 as
§lO, lie wins t lie game.
. Another out door game is
played between 10 o'clock in the
evening and midnight, in order
to avoid tiie heat of the sun. It
is played altogether by married
people. Nine o’clock having ar
rived ami tho husband not hav
ing reached home, the indignant
wife nails down tiie windows,
locks all the doors and goes - to
bed, feeling as if she could smash
her partner in u minute and a
half. Along about 11 o’clock
Charles lie ry begins to play
his part in the game. lie is
suddenly seeiYpinter tho kitchen
Window. ilejseel<s to raise it.
lie tries another, but I lie stisii
won’t lift. Then ho softly tries
till tho doors, but they nro lock
ed. Tiie rules of tho game al
low Itim to make some remarks
at this juncture, and it. generally j
begins to ruin about this mo- j
ment:
“Nice way to (rent mo, be
cause f found a stranger on the
walk with a broken leg, and
took him to the hospital.”
As the rain comes harder, ho
boldly climbs the front steps and
rings the bell. After about ten
minutes the door is opened, a
hand reunites out and pulls him
into tho h“il, and the game goes
on:
“Oh you vile wretch!"
“Jarling, wlinz irmzzor—whuz
iz it jarling?"
“Don’t darling me Here it
is almost daylight, and I’ve shiv
ered and trembled and brought
on a nervous fever which may
carry me to my grave!”
“Jarling, 1 found a logon tho
sidewalk wiz broken man, and
—I”
This game is always won by
the wife.
Another, and the last out door
game to bo described lu re, is
called “Waiting fr r Her Dar-
ling.” A woman waits for her
husband to spade up a flower
bed. The Eastern question ab
sorbs li s whole time. She goes
out to wiull the spade herself.
•rtnT game is very brief. She
tries to dig the spado liy pressing
with both foot at once, and when
she gets up an 1 dashes into the
house she realizes that she rolled
over three times and barked her
nose against the iron vase, and
tliut four carriages were right
opposite the house at the time.
Sho may have a speech to de
liver when her husband comos
to dinner, but the husband wins
the game—it is so in the rules.—
Detroit Dree Press.
A w >tnnn “set out a row of
bulbs the other day, and turn
ing to the children running about
the yard, rcmaiked vigorously:
“Now, 1 just want you to got up
and daneo oil them dalhias just
every chance you got,” and they
did. They invited in all the
neighbor's brats, and held a co
tillion party on those dalhias,
and were about to “all prome
nade” down the lino when a big
stick appeared around tho cor
ner of the house and the enraged
woman behind it, when the)
concluded to all “eight bands
around” and skipped tho fence
; Subscribe for the Jornoou,.
There was a young man of Medota,
Who fondly exclaimed: ‘l’ll devote a
Few lines to my girl!”
With his pencil in a whirl
I This kind of a letter he wrote to her:
I “Oh, silver trimmed girl of Medota*
I am not much of a wrotcr;
! But what I have writ.
You’re the subject ol hit—”
And she bounced the unlettered young voter.
| A well-dressed person is a neat one
but a hungry man is an eater.
A Mormon church has been estab
lished in Paulding county, Ga.
The women convicts in th& Ken
tucky penitentiary wear men’s
clothes.
The maximum war strength of
Russia, every element included, is
2,249,000.
During a recent fog two sentinels
of the guard stationed in tho Tower
of London were drowued.
ihe ground iu several localities in
Nash county, N. 0., has sunk several
inches, and an earthquake is feared
A wedding party at Little Butte,
Oregon, lately, comprised a bride
groom six feet high, and a bride only
three.
A one-legged man of Tallahatchie,
Miss., rented 18 acres of land last
year aid gathered forty bales of cofc
‘on from it.
A full brother of ‘ Blind Tom,”
! tho wonderful natural musician, is a
day laborer at the Eagle and Phoenix
Mills, Columbus.
Only five of the nineteen Presi
dents have hud middle names—tho
younger Adams, Polk, Harrison,
Grant .and Hayes.
The house-fly, if iu good health,
can lay 20,000 eggs in a season. The
Danbury Nows thinks it a pity a fly
can’t bo grafted on a hen.
A year ago there were six Domo
| emtio Governors in the Northern
; States. Now there are but two, in
New Jersey and Indiana.
The number of convicts in 1873 in
i all the State prisons of tbe Union
; was 29,197, of whom 13,188 were cm
j ployed in mechanical industries.
| Sim wore tho prcttiCHt, frizziest hair,
Of yellowest golden sheen ;
1 Her style, it was no dobonahv,
And haughty was her mein;
Her actions, grace in every move,
Her walk! oh Itcavou’s gait !
Iff fact, a cmimro mane for rove.
But, alas! her shoe was No. s.
Out of the fourteen Presidenthd
elections since 1834, Connecticut has
gone Democratic in three (1836, 1852,
and 1876), and Whig or Republican
in eleven.
A Lendville woman who attempted
!to drive a cat from under abe 1 with
a broom had her face frightfully
scratched and one eye put out by the
enraged animal.
If you want to talk heavy scieuee,
say “protoxyd of hydrogen," instead
of ice. It sounds bigger, and not
olio mau in a thousand will know
wlmt you mean,
For 1879 Nebraska gives the 1 rg
est average yiel I of corn per acre,
amounting to forty-five bushels, and
Colorado the largest average of
win at, amounting to 23 bushels per
acre.
During the Pittsburg riots in 1877
the Pennsylvania Railroad Company
lost by fire 929 freight ears, 357 gon
dola, 33 stock, 5 fiat, 76 coke, 9
dump, 158 unknown, or a total of
1,593 cars.
Georgia has 137 counties, in which,
193 papers arc published. Of these
12 are daily, 1 tri-weekly, 3 semi
iveekly, lot weekly, 2 semi-monthly,
and 18 monthly. Of these, 3do not
take advertisements.
The sleigh in which Rob*rt Morris
accompanied his guestH, General and
Mrs. Washington, General Leo and
others, on pleasant winter rides, is
now owned and still used by Mr.
Fox, of Foxburg, Penn.
The Kev. Dr. Justin J). Fulton, of
Brooklyn, preached oil Sunday upon
the career of George Washinton. In
the course of his sermon he said :
“Remember, that to nomi.-.ate Grant
is not to elect him. Tho machine
may control the caucuses, the conven
tions and probably tho ballot boxes,
but it cannot compel a man to vote,
God is behind the republic.”
I'lie steamboat Arabian sank iu the
Missisippi Kiver, near Kansas City,
22 years ago, with GOO barrels of
whiskey should, George Treadway
noted the exact spot, and sub e juent
ly bought the cargo at a small price,
intending to raise it, but was never
aide to carry out tho project. The
course of the river lias since changed,
and the whiskey, which now lies
about forty feet under the sand, is
soon to be dug for.
Tlie Philadelphia Times prints
what purports to be a copy of a
rough draft of a lull in the liand
writing of Abraham Lincoln to com
pensate any State which s mu 1.1 abol
ish slavery by paying to it 6 per cell*,
bonds to ti e value of the .-mives tints
freed. It was provided that if any
| State should afterward re-establish
: slavery these bonds should be at once
null and void in whosever bands
1 thev might be. The bill bore tho
date of July 14, IHR2,
TI ID M S ) N AD V ERTISE M E NTS.
!.). D. WADDELL. . „
A. D. HILL, trustee
THE “PEOPLE’S STORE.”
th-it TlTF^pri'ipr'i’ r*'" 'r ,in^, il business, which is line to the fact
that IRL I LOI LL have touml out that wo sell everythin? under n guarar
teeof satisfaction, and we INTEND TO KEEP ON IN THAT LINE
°”f
evy article hX 6 W,r * loek aul W 1" “<> *> keep
Provision, Hardware, Dry Good, Notion, Boot and
.shoe. Im Ware, Wooden Ware, Pot
H are, and Fancy Grocery
Line that our many patrol s R f.ry need. We ,•specially caii attention to the
“ sara- “ “ •*“* st
©US, 5 and 10c. Counters
* v ®gTWO WEEKS with anew lot of useful and WON.
DLol LLLV CHEAP GOODS. Everybody is pleased with their bargai m'
1 ‘PEOPLE^STORE'’’*’ a,Ui (li ’ ‘ lot U,i " k S ' OU °' l " fil,d il - comu to the
No charge for boxing goods sent to tho country.
Goods delivered anywhere in the corporation free of charge.
J. D. WAHSFSLL & CO.,
st 'l' | -" Mm MAIN STREET, THOMSON. GEORGIA
THOMSON ID aura STORE.
r>R. \v. n \ htojst
NOTIFIES the citizens of HcDnffie and adjoining counties that he has ,m hand
and is to receive a full and complete line, of
GLASS, DRUGS, PUTTY, OILS,
PATENT MEDICINES, PAINTS. MEDICINES
PERFUMERY, TOILET SOAPS. DYES,
Tooth Brushes, and Toilet Artichs of all kinds.
Lamps and Lump Fixtures, and Garden
Seed always on hand.
Kerosene oil cheaper than anywhere else.
I will keep constantly on hand TOBACCO and CIGARS of all trades
All my goods will be old CHEAP for CASH.
Brest options filled at ill hours of the day and night. Professional calls
niswered it any time iu b 3 town. 3opt-?4-a$
BAG O N
-A_TSTjD
COHN
In Car Load Lots at Prices
that cannot be un
dersold.
FOR SALE BY
M A 1.1, LING,
THOMQOTvT. GA_.
X Mm rg Jmr Bbtwbamd
—FROM -
—WHERE
I PURCHASED M iffiES TOCK
—OF—
Dry Goods, Notions, Clothing, Hats and
Caps, Hoots and Shoes, ite., etc.,
which I am now re
ceiving.
( ho 11 ;u l( 1 ex;mi ine goods and
prices. T. A. BCOTT.
scpt-2L3m MAIN STRUCT, THOMSON, GEORGIA.
John W. Thomas,
—IN ItEAll—
Or The Post Office,
Has a splendid line of Confectioner
ies, Canned Uoods, Cigars, Tobacco,
Snuff, &c., &c.
Family Grocerier of All Kinds, &c., Ac-
Till BEST It Alt IN TOWN!
The Purest Whiskies, Wines, Brandies, &c., &c
--\/.so l.'ii’ Crl.eln-iilcil Do,i <rt Ho urban. Tonic, prepared from the
licet Whi she,/ and Itonesr.t, and is the Rest Tonic to he had.
CALL AND SEE ME.
dec.l7.-tf. .1 On TV W. THOMAS,
THOMSON, GA
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